This is Fem!Romano, so deal with it you haters!

He's never really said anything to me about it, and that's what's bothering me... We meet, he laughs, we eat dinner and talk about normal things, and out of no where he's all over me. I don't hate that part- I've wanted it for so long and he's the only person I'll let give it to me. But it's that small thing called conversations, and we never have one about this...

We've had a lot of sex. A lot of good- fuck that, it's awesome sex. They say Brazilians are the only people who can rival the Spanish and Italian lovers- it's just something inborn that we just know what to do. So it's great sex. And I wouldn't change it for the world... But there's something else I want to know that I'm too scared to ask about.

He's always had women doting on him. Not many men, thank goodness, but women everywhere. At every city we've gone to, when he used to travel the America's- hell, he reminds of the old man, and probably has just as many kids as him. Good thing the bastard doesn't know about most of them, and the others are grown up or dead by now... But... I want us to have children.

I don't know if we're together, or just fuck buddies. I don't know if he's seeing others or if I'm the only one receiving those irresistible looks from across the table. Or if I'm the only one who gets to feel his large hands running across my back, my chest, my- well, you get the picture.

I want to build something with this man, anything more than just what we have, but every time I want to ask, something inside of me thinks its better not to. Like I know he's with others, or that my desire will turn him away. And any part of that emerald eyed bastard is better than none at all. Even if I have to question it...

So I don't really know if I'll ever get what I really want, but for now, I'm okay with settling.