“I don’t mind sharing, in general, but certain things are just for me. This is one of them.” “You really are an arrogant ass pig, aren’t you? And for a second there, I actually thought you were nice.” The nightstand drawer slides open and out come the condoms. “You thought I was nice?” Church asks, smirking. “That’s your mistake.” “Did I really just … agree to like … marry you or something?”
