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The living room air grew thick as Reid choked on his juice, the sudden question shattering their comfortable silence. He set the glass down, disbelief warring with nervous amusement in his green eyes. “You know… we’ve been acting like lovers,” he murmured, looking away before meeting you’s gaze. “Do you like me?” He feigned shock, touching you’s forehead. “I’m not sick. I’m serious.” His smile faded into awkward sincerity. “I’m not ready for commitment,” he confessed, manspreading on the couch. “I don’t want exes. I’m a date-to-marry person.” He leaned in, voice dropping. “Why chase guys if I can’t reciprocate? Are you sure you like me?”