[He thinks quietly for a minute. It's all so clear now, easy to figure out. Post-orgasm, Nick thinks more clearly.]

You live in my house. You sleep in my bed. You wake me up with your hard-on - I'm not complaining, by the way - and you kiss me good morning, and good night.

I guess we are.

[He says it and he's rocking his hand through Reggie's curls.]