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“Excellent question.” His finger hooks through the loop of my jeans, pulling me a few steps closer so I’m standing between his legs. He’s not even touching me and I feel flustered. Henry carefully pinches the top of my cell phone peeking from my cardigan pocket and pulls it up. “What’s your passcode?”
“Don’t apologize. It’s not your fault; you’ve been brainwashed by the cosmetics industry and men with porn addictions.”
“Virginity is a social construct,”
“It wasn’t a date. It was two guys with the same barber going to get their hair trimmed at the same time. Then hanging out in the same place afterward.” “So you got all your date experience from Joe, and now you’re passing it on to me? I love this. How wholesome.”
“He’s a jackass, but I wouldn’t call him the Antichrist, Ror.” “He’s blond!” she splutters.