“Alex we need to talk,” Jessica said, filling the air with tension.
“Okay,” he said, oblivious to the aforementioned tension.
“I want to stop sleeping together.”
“Oh,” Alex replied, a look of confusion, with a hint of pain, visible on his face for an instant. “Why?”
“You’re a lot of fun to hang out with and all. And playtime is a lot fun, but I’m just not feeling it anymore.”
“I don’t know exactly. I’m just not,” she replied, the lack of surety heavy in her voice.
“I thought we were having a great time. What’s changed?” he asked.