Of Werewolves and German Lovers

Patrick is not my boyfriend. He is this great, new person in my life but I am not in any rush to define what we are, now or ever. My friends don’t understand this. “Oh, but he is!” they say. Or “Whatever, don’t even try to deny it.” Really, guys, he’s not my boyfriend. He and I have had entire conversations about how he is not my boyfriend. In fact, if one more person who ought to know better call...