Tamsyn didn't mind at all being pulled closer to him. It was all she could do to get comfort. When he sat forword to set his bottle on the table, she did the same, and then situated herself right back to how they were.
"Always, huh? I guess so." She was definitely teasing. "I don't know. I guess it's just all becoming clearer, that intelligence of yours." She shook her head just a bit.
"I... guess I need to just talk to him. Like you said. I want to spend my life with him... I just can't get married now. I'm not ready. And just because I'm not ready doesn't mean I won't be, so... do you think if I say that? That I want to marry him, just... a while down the road? Maybe he might understand."