Anthony's POV
Some nights it would be fine, I would just get on with the games; but that's only because the others were there. We would all laugh and talk, you know, the usual. But those other nights, those glorious nights were it would be just us two alone together, way after everyone had left. It was a curse and a miracle! I've always had trouble figuring out which one. That's the problem you see. I always have a difficulty making up my mind on what I want. Like Adam. I know he's the same.
That's what I love about him.
WHAT! Not again... this is how it starts. I say I love him, then I blank him for weeks. I hate having to do that. But it has to stop, now! It's pointless and just leaves him confused, starved of the answer he so rightly deserves.