Not everything required a confession, Iskandar. And he had his reasons for not. Or, well, he told himself they were reasons. Perhaps they were just excuses. But it wasn't a subject his brain was currently up to tackling, fuzzy as it was, so full of cotton. Warm too.

"Several months, huh?" he mused before a cheeky, silly grin spread across his face. "You mean it wasn't love at first sight?" he giggled.