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whole protective thing is, I already have an older
brother for that sort of nonsense so you can lay off. I'm not
asking you to teach me how to tell the difference between a decent
bloke and a bastard. Apart from the Brad glitch I'm pretty good at
knowing the distinction between the two without any help from you.
What I need to learn from you, is what to do once I've found a decent
one."
    OK, so maybe I
should have been trying to be nicer to him considering the
circumstances, but, honestly! He'd been pushing my limits with the
whole 'running back to Brad' thing and if I let him get away with
being patronising during the preliminary negotiations then he'd
think it was OK to always treat me like an imbecile. Like my mum
always says, 'If people know what you want, there's more chance of
you getting it.'
    There were a few moments of silence and then Jack blew a long
breath threw his lips and stared down at the tabletop. I knew what
two warring factions were doing battle inside his head. He could
help me, therefore protecting me from other guys whilst, in all
probability, ruining the close friendship dynamic that ran between
the three of us in the flat. Alternatively, he could not help me and pave the
way for my full on emotional breakdown culminating in, yet again,
the ruination of the close friendship dynamic that ran between the
three of us in the flat. Whatever he chose to do, things were never
going to go back to the way they used to be.
    Damn, but I was
a bitch.
    Suddenly he got
to his feet, the chair he'd been sitting on scraping back noisily
on the floor and making me jump.
    "I'm going to
regret this for the rest of my life," he muttered.
    And that was as
close to a yes as I was ever going to get.
    I bounded over
to his side and grinned up at him. "You're a star, Jack."
    "I'm an idiot
is what I am," he disagreed, shaking his head. "Look, let's sit
down for a sec and sort some things out, rules and that. I'm still
not entirely sure what I've got myself into."
    I agreed and we
walked over to our crummy, saggy couch and settled ourselves at
either end of it, Jack looking as if the distance wasn't nearly
great enough. Well that was going to have to change for this whole
thing to work...
    "Right then."
He ran a hand through his short dark hair. "You want me to, er,
accustom you to touching and that …um…stuff, yeah? God, I can't
believe I'm saying this."
    I ignored the
last part. "I just want to get used to it and, I don't know, enjoy
it a bit maybe." I looked up at him through my eyelashes. I wasn't
trying to be coquettish, I was just trying to avoid looking at him
directly.
    "And how…" He
coughed uncomfortably. "…how far do you want to go?"
    I went bright
red. Without the hysteria of last night this really did seem like
the stupidest idea. I mean talking about this kind of thing with
Jack was…kind of gross.
    "Let's just play it by ear, shall we?" I suggested, backing
down a little from my earlier position. It didn't mean that I was
still wasn't up for, well, everything , but in the glaring light
of day, it just seemed too distasteful to spell it all
out.
    He looked
somewhat relieved at this small reprieve. "OK then, I'm going to
lay down some rules." He got to his feet once again and started to
pace around the room. "Rule number 1, what I say goes. If I say
we're not going to do something because you're not ready, or
whatever, then we're not going to do it. You're going to follow my
lead, alright?"
    I opened my mouth to protest. No, that was not alright! If that was the case
he'd just say no to everything! He caught my eye and held my gaze
for a long moment. "I'm serious, Tally, you're a bit weird at the
moment so I think it's best if I’m the one to lead the - what do
you want to call them? - lessons?"
    "Fine," I said
sulkily. In any case I could agree to his stupid rules now and then
argue my case later on if needs be.
    "Rule number 2,
no dating. I won't and you won't. That way we can at least try and
keep this