“He wants you and I’d bet that after seeing you with me tonight, he would be willing to give you whatever the fuck you asked for.” “He might but I also meant what I said, I no longer want those things with him.” “If I was offering them, would you accept?” I choked out a laugh but his expression didn’t change. He was serious. In what world did a man offer up marriage and kids like it was as simple as saying, “good morning, would you like cream and sugar with your coffee”? In his world.
