I think you’re beautiful and that you’re stuck with me. Nothing short of actually turning into a duck would ever make you less sexy.” “What?” I scoff. “So you wouldn’t like me if I turned into a duck,” I squint my eyes. How fucking rude. “Well, I wouldn’t want to bone you.” Am I offended? A little, and I can’t even really explain why. “Princess,” he smiles, just for me as he leans in. He’s using his annoyingly deep voice to make me shiver. “Are you trying to say that you would want me to be turned on by my boyfriend, the duck?” “I guess not,” I concede, almost pouting about it. “That’s like…
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