“Is that the only reason, then? You can tell me the truth, if you find me repulsive. I’m not going to force myself on an unwilling woman.” She sat up, appalled. “Of course it is! I mean I don’t! I—otherwise I would—yes, in a heartbeat. You’re very … very…” She tried to think of a word and failed. “Very,” she added, somewhat anticlimactically. Sarkis smiled. “That was the word I was waiting for,” he admitted. “What, ‘very’?” “‘Yes.’”
GAH IM SQUEALING
