Sonny's POV

Chad and I are currently sitting on my couch in my apartment. His arm is around me, and his feet are propped up on the coffee table as we watch Titanic. Not my choice, might I add. He's truly a drama fanatic. It had been two days since I cancelled our dinner, and things seemed to go back to normal. Except for anytime I hinted at the possibility of doing something more, Chad seemed very uninterested, almost scared. I had been dreading the moment that was about to happen on screen: Jack and Rose were about to indulge in an act that I never have before. I wish I had already gotten it over with. I'd rather know what I'm doing when I'm with someone I love.

The curiosity of whether Chad finds me "sexually stimulating", as Tawni calls it, has been driving me crazy. I've been trying to put the pieces together and try and remember all the times he complimented me on my looks. Maybe I was just being paranoid. Then again, maybe I wasn't. I needed to know. Just as I was about to speak up, Chad says something instead.

"Sonny, I told myself I wasn't going to let this bother me, but it has. I gotta know if you were grossed out by me getting it on with Chasity the other day," he says in a huff. It was obvious this had been pent up.

I'm taken aback by his question, so much that I cannot help but giggle a little. "No, why would you think that?"

"Cause after I did that in front you, you seemed kind of turned off by me," he says, a red tint creeping onto his cheeks.

I roll my eyes and shake my head, happy that was concerned with me being attracted to him. That could very well mean that he's attracted to me. "It wasn't that," I tell him. I don't want to admit the truth, but I couldn't think of a lie. And even if I did tell a lie, Chad would figure it out. "I was just a little jealous," I say sheepishly.

His eyes light up. "Really?" he asks happily.

I glare at him, "Don't be so happy about that."

"It's not that I'm just...glad you wanted that to be you," he says, choosing his words carefully.

"You are my boyfriend," I tell him, as if this was new information for him to absorb.

I lets out a sigh before hugging me a little tighter. "Yeah, but Chasity kind of convinced me that you weren't attracted to me anymore."

"That's funny," I say. "Tawni convinced me that you weren't attracted to me either."

"Well, I am," he assures me. It makes me smile.

"What made Chasity say that?" I ask. I can feel him tense beside me.

"Reasons," he shrugs. I nod. "What about Tawni?"

"Reasons," I shrug. He nods.

"Because we haven't had sex," he says quickly.

"Same here," I reply with a nod.

"They're delusional," he says confidently. "I mean, it's not a big deal."

"You're right," I reply.

"It doesn't prove how much we love each other," he tells me.

I nod, "It absolutely does not."

"We are our own people and we will not be told what to do!" he exclaim, standing up from the couch.

"Yeah!" I encourage.

"We should have sex tomorrow night," he tells me.

"Definitely tomorrow night."

It's an insanely short chapter, but it's an important one so don't hate. If you like the story (and let me know by reviewing), I'll be sure to continue the story!