"Yeah, it says that I'm not ready for commitment but for nightly fucking sessions and dinners with just conversation and sharing pain. That's what it speaks. I'm not expecting marriage from them, just friendship and escape which is what I have. What I want is a relationship that means something but how can I look for that when... and don't give me those eyes!" he protested, feeling annoyed. He stood, then, pacing around his side of the bed. "You want me but you're backing off and sulking and shrugging and... looking at me."