Kiley was sure he would know the answer to that. People together for long periods of time got bored of each other, eventually. That's how all relationships went. At least every relationship she'd seen. She couldn't say it had ever happened to her, because she couldn't remember the last time she had been with someone for this long. Which was probably sad, considering it had barely been two months. Maybe that was contributing to her freak out. And the fact that she wasn't bored of Chase. Quite the opposite, actually.
She took a deep breath and forced herself to stop overanalyzing what had happened today. If she didn't stop, Chase wouldn't get bored, he would get tired of her crazy. Kiley listened to him, feeling some of the tension in her shoulders and back start to dissipate. He didn't want to smother her. He was trying, at least, to make sure she knew she could have space when she needed it. That was... something.
Sighing, Kiley pushed her hair back behind her ears and then reached out for his hand. "Okay," she conceded quietly. "I'm sorry, I just... this is all out of my... comfort zone. Everything. I know I'm being crazy. I've never..." she trailed off and shook her head. "I'll try not to be like this all the time. I just don't like having control of my life, and this whole place has been one big clusterfuck. You're like, the only thing from keeping me from going off the deep end, and I don't know why I'm resisting it so much." There, that was a short little brain dump of her thoughts. Kiley figured it was best to stop talking.