To me the future meant next week, but that wasn’t what she was talking about. We weren’t exclusive, but since she’d just asked me where I saw our relationship going
in the future, I had to figure she didn’t know that.

“Too bad I left my
crystal ball at home today,” I said, trying too hard to be cute.

“Don’t be cute,” she said, “I’m serious.”

I could see that. I tried avoiding her gaze, but those baby blues of hers weren’t going to let me off so easily. She was a nice girl, and I wanted her in my life; I had to figure out a gentle way to tell her I needed our future to look exactly like our past.