You look at the soylent bottle and daydream about proposing to him with it. But sadly, for the moment, your love cannot be. You can only hope that with time, the love will blossom in his heart for you just as it has in yours for him. And also, if you were to do that right now there’s half a chance he’d air you out like swiss cheese. Be still, my foolish heart.
You explain to him that you were talking about with your wife, not him. Like sex with him as in, a threesome with your wife. Where you’re not participating. Just watching.
This seems to put him at ease, although he still eyes you warily.
Don’t play like dat mane…
