“What else have you noticed?” I dare to ask, not sure I want to know the answer. He leans back, arms folded casually to show off his enormous, corded biceps. “You’re the kind of girl who doesn’t have any confidence in what she says or thinks, even if she’s smarter than everyone else in the room. You’re prettier than you realize. You think you’re lucky just to have a man glance your way, when really a man would be lucky to fall to his knees before you. You think you’re the type of girl who should only want the things that are sweet and nice, even if that’s not what you really want deep down.
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