have sex with someone I didn't trust; my reasoning for still being a virgin at twenty-four. Wes lost his virginity at eleven. But the real reason, the only thing that was holding me back, was that I wanted to be in love when it happened. The truth of the matter? I'd never loved any of the guy's I dated; I don't even think I liked them very much. I hated being alone though. Tim had been the only guy so far who'd come close to getting my heart.

"Bro, have you ever trusted any one of your boyfriends?"

I shook my head no, wanting to change the subject. It wasn't as if I had lied to them, not really; you have to fully trust someone to be in love with them. At least in most cases, right? I knew Wes would see it as a lie though, and I hadn't ever told him an outright lie before. I felt bad, but I was always too embarrassed to fess up to it.

"Well you can trust Seth, right? You have known him for a long time, and he knows you’re all about serious relationships. I don't think he would have asked you out if he didn't intend to stick around."

I smiled happily at him; maybe his words had truth. I did trust Seth. I'd never let myself think about whether or not I loved him though. Maybe after he and I had been together for a little while I'd know if it was love or just infatuation.

"Maybe," I agreed then looked around to see if there was any more food left. There wasn't. I started to clear off the food containers, chopsticks and fortune cookie wrappers from the coffee table where we had eaten.

"So when's the big day?" Wes stood and went to the frig for a beer.

"Big day?"

"Yeah, the date. When are you going out with him?"

I stuffed everything from the table into the trash and then looked at him.

"Um, he didn't really tell me a day," I squeaked out.

Wes hissed slightly, but I wasn't sure it was from my words or the beer being cold.

"Is that a bad sign?" I asked hurriedly.

Wes had been dating since he was five years old; he knew the ins and outs of relationships better then anyone I'd ever heard of. It also explains why he's still single.

"Well, normally yes, but you do see him everyday, so he might have just wanted to wait till he could look at his day planner. He is a busy man you know."

"Yeah, okay, that makes sense."

We watched a movie on HBO before he left, telling me not to worry, and that he loved me. Later that night, lying in bed, I willed myself not to think about anything at all. My mind kept rushing around though; thoughts about how easily I knew I could fall in love with Seth, a man who had been such a great friend to me for so long. And thoughts about how it was also extremely possible that I'd made the whole thing up in my head. It wouldn't be completely crazy, knowing myself, but it would suck a lot more then I could say.

"I'm here."

"Hello Reed, how was your night?" Seth called from his office.

Usually when I