( as they walked towards his bathroom and the conversation continued on, he couldn't help but think how moments like these made him feel just a twinge of guilt. they hadn't officially used a title for their relationship, and it wasn't because he didn't want to-

it's just when he thought about it, he had nothing truly great to offer to someone like her. she deserved better than what she had, and while he would often ruminate on those thoughts with anger, he couldn't help but find himself distracted by her words. for now he was going to set that aside and focus on something far better.

the possibility of finally being far more intimate with maria than he thought he could ever be. )

Lover boy? Don't tease me too hard, because I'll make it my mission to show you I can be the best lover boy around.

( even he isn't sure where he was going with that joke, but once inside the bathroom he opened up the cabinet under the sink and pulled forth a couple of bottles of soap. the usual cheap crap, but there was at least one decent brand among the mix. )

Alright, turn on the water and I'll get started. Are you sure you don't want music? I really do have a Dido cd around here somewhere.