"Maybe it's some kinda multi universal concept," just for a moment the usually brash and hardass Slayer let herself smile, looking almost girly at the idea of that kind of romance. "It's a nice idea."
The smile faded slightly, becoming wistful. "I guess it was about then, or rather when I sobered up I started to realize. No other guy was in my head the way he was. Even Kyle. I did love Kyle, but things just felt..." she trailed off trying to explain it. "Like I was in love with the idea of love. And Kyle was nice and kind to me and hot. Really hot. And the sex was great. But Sam just feels different." She paused, wincing slightly.
"And now I sound like a giant sap. How can I tell him TK? Oh by the way, I'm in love with you?"