She was actually almost thirty. She could have any dozen excuses as to why she hadn't, but it all boiled down to the fact that she'd never met anyone she wanted to with who was available at the time. Roland was the first person who was freely available and that she was also attracted to.
Meetra took a breath, under no illusion that this might be anything more than it was. Though there was always that part that would be rather okay with it if it did become more, "I want you, Roland."
She added, after a second, understanding that perhaps he needed it phrased specifically, "I want it to be you."