"We should hang out sometime."
I blinked slowly. "We're hanging out right now."
He shook his head. "No, I mean, we should hang out somewhere else."
"Why?"
His cheeks reddened. "Because I want to see you more."
"Why?"
"Because I like you."
A slow heat crept up my face. "Why?"
"I just do."
"But not in a romantic way, right?" Right!?
He dropped his eyes. "I don't know about that."