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serious, unsmiling men tended to be considered consummate professionals, while serious, unsmiling women were often written off as haughty shrews.
If there was an award for this, he’d nominate her. Fuck, no, he’d keep her a secret. He’d abscond, covetous, greedy with his own little treasure.
What if he took her out for drinks to discuss the merits of high-pressure processing versus thermal techniques, and his fingers brushed against hers across the table?
I’d never felt more beautiful than when he looked at me. Like I was the final prototype of someone’s entire fantasy life.
If I were able to love someone, I would choose you. In that timeline, I would want it to be you.

