“You should stay in here and think about what you’ve done while I go teach math.” “If I don’t stay near you, I may frighten a child,” he reminds me as he crosses his arms and peers down his nose at me. “Why don’t we go together and teach Chemistry instead?” “Did you come up with that one all by yourself?” He arches a brow. “No, I’ve been studying a book on human mating practices. There’s an entire section full of outrageous pickup lines.” He cannot be serious. I mimic his stance. “Women don’t like cheesy pickup lines, dreamboy.” “Shame. We’d be gouda together.”

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