“This friends with benefits thing has been amazing,” he starts, and I’d be shocked if he couldn’t hear my heart beating right now. “But what I feel for you isn’t strictly physical anymore. It never was, and it was shitty of me to pretend otherwise. I-I want to go out to dinner and hold your hand in public. I want to go to bookstores together so we can argue over which books are best. I want to go to another amusement park and laugh until I cry. I want to take you out on a date—a real date—and I know that word might scare the shit out of you, but we can go slow and do things on your terms,
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