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“Now, we both know Mr. Mattley would descend from above and kick my sorry ass for making a move on his lovely widow.” I wink. Mrs. Mattley presses against her chest like her cackling hurts. “Ascend, honey.” “What’s that?” “Ascend.” She points down. “It’s sweet that you think Mr. Mattley is in heaven. That old grumpy fart is looking up at us as we speak.”
“Apologizing about your body is ridiculous. Please don’t ever do that for me or for anyone else, okay?”
“Avery, no offense, but I don’t give a fuck about your friend. I’m hitting on you. Am I not being clear enough?”
“Men need to be more careful with the women they love.” He tilts his head, his expression full of pity. “They have no idea the damage they can do.”
What good is it if you and every other man on this planet calls me pretty if I don’t believe it?
Don’t ever forgive him for being in the presence of royalty and refusing to bow.
