THE PROPOSAL

Leaning his back slightly against the wall and using his leg as anchor, he smiled brightly at me. "Won't you say you like me too?"

"I can't remember telling you that I did." I retorted, diverting my gaze.

"You really don't need to. It's everywhere. Even a newly born kid can see that." He replied. "You don't need to be secretive about it."

"What do you want, Sky?" I asked

"You." Was his curt reply.

"No. Like I mean. What's your proposal? What would you have me do in exchange for helping me with my friend?" I clarified.

"Oh, I just told you." He grinned while coming to stand beside me. "There's this thing people do. I think they call it a fling. I'm not really certain though. But it involves two people, agreeing to pleasure and satisfy each other and either one of them is free to call it quits when they want to. It's a no strings attached kind of relationship."

I scoffed. "So, why are you telling me this?"

"You're so naive, aren't you?" He smiled. "I'm telling you this because I want y