“And slowly, over the months, he’d ease back into what I called the maybe zone, out of the friend zone. The zone that men sneak themselves into when they’re trying to turn casualty into probability, when every smile hello is something more to them in their hopeful and dazed state. When he’d drift back there to that space of seemingly no boundaries, I’d remind him gently that we were just friends with a friendship meme or joke about how my future boyfriend and him just have to get along. Always reminding him. And he always yo-yo’s back.” HumorDatingFriendzone Book:Unexpected Source: Unexpected