Him: ...I liked taking care of you when you were hung over. I like having sex with you, but more than that I like not having sex with you. Just having you here makes me feel warm. I like how bashful you get when you bring me home after a night out, even when you know it's a sure thing. I like the way you lie about us sharing a cab. I used to like how no one knew what was going on - we had a secret. But now even you don't know what's going on.
Her: what's going on?
Him: I love you. You have to know that. Id like you to know that.