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I narrowed my eyes at him, suspecting a trap. “Well, what would you call it?”

“That’s exactly what I’d call it. But you have a tendency to rob me of the titles I’m due.”

“Like what?”

“Like calling our first date an appointment.”

I rolled my eyes. “Fine. We’re in…a relationship,” I said, forcing out the last word. It was way early for that, but it kind of was one, I guess. He wasn’t wrong.

“A monogamous relationship,” he added.

“Yes, we’re not dating anyone else, so I suppose that’s also true.”

“So that makes you my girlfriend.”

I choked. “Jason!”

“What? What else would you call it?” He looked completely amused at how flustered I was.

“I don’t know? We’re seeing each other, exclusively. That’s how I’d say it.”

“And that would make me your boyfriend,” he said, his eyes dancing.

He was right. And I was terrified.

“We’ve only known each other for two weeks,” I said. “This is only our third date.”

He shook his head. “I don’t care.”

I bit my lip. “Jason, I take that status really seriously.”

“I hope so, because so do I. Look, I don’t care what the rule books say we should be doing right now. I like you. You like me. We agree that we’re exclusively seeing each other. And I want you to be able to tell random a cappella groups that hit on you that you have a boyfriend.”

Then he leaned in and kissed me. “And your boyfriend should definitely know your best friend.”