"Because Stacy is my sister, and I trust her. Mary is another matter. I might trust her in time, but there is a long history that we both have to get past first," she tells me, placing her hand on my chest as she looks into my eyes.
"Is that why—" She must know me better than I think, as she places a finger across my mouth, stopping me.
"If you're going to ask about the whole boyfriend/girlfriend thing again, please don't," she tells me, knowing exactly what I'd been about to bring up. "Yes, she is a big reason why I don't want to label us. She's stolen most of my past boyfriends. You have shown me I can trust you when I'm with you, but how do I know about when you are out of my sight? If we aren't officially together, then it won't hurt as bad."
