8. All These Adverse Things

Xenia

Shit. Did I really just ask him out? This is so unlike me. I’ve never done anything like this in my life. I’m not old school and I’m all about equality, but I just feel like a man should be the one asking me. My one caveat in being an equalitarian or whatever.

I don’t know. Maybe it’s backwards to think that way. If a woman can do anything a man can, why shouldn’t we be able to ask them to go on a date or propose for that matter? Not that I’m thinking about proposing. I don’t even know if I want to get married at all. My mind is all over the place. It’s just he’s giving me weird vibes now. One second, I think he’s into me, the next he’s frowning and being kind of standoffish or making me feel like something’s up. I don’t know him well enough to ask and I don’t want to seem pushy, so I just let it go, but it does bother me a little. How I’d love to be in his head right now.

But the simple fact is I’m here in his house, with his little sister, and he saved me… again. There’s no