I'm sorry it took me so long to do it. I just didn't want you to feel like you had to go out on a date with me because you felt like you owed me somet...ing for helping you that night." That has nothing to do with why I like you. I do appreciate what you did for me, but that isn't what my feelings for you are about. Look, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have slipped and told you that I was waiting for you to ask me out. I wasn't trying to guilt-trip you or anything." No, don't apologize for telling me how. (I came here alone. If my wife was here, I couldn’t even get a chance to talk with a beautiful lady like you.)Mom – Arre, aap toh kaafi mazakia hain. (Oh man! You are quite funny.)As he was very tall and my mom was quite small next to him, he was leaning in, and they were talking like a couple now. After that chitchat, they had breakfast together, and they talked for a while longer. Then, we came back to our room and we were getting ready for the evening event.My mom was wearing a traditional. Maria wasn’t attracted to the masculine in me. She was attracted to the feminine in me.”“The feminine in you?” I ask with a raised eyebrow.“Yes! I have a well of femininity in me that I repress and reject so that I can fit in. Once Reyna explained it to me, it made perfect sense.”I freeze. I know what he said, I probably knew he was going to say it before he did, but it can’t be true. “Reyna?” I ask, my voice cracking a bit.“Yeah. She came to me after Maria moved in with her. She wanted me to. It's always an adventure to go to my kitchen with no clothes on. My apartment is really no more than two rooms, one on top of the other, with a spiral staircase running three floors up near the front opening of the house. My kitchen, living room and balcony are on 'my first floor' (second floor of the house) and my bedroom and bathroom are on the next floor up (third floor). So, when you go out to the kitchen you're really going where anyone coming into the building could look up the stairwell.