“So you’re not marrying Todd?” he growled, taking another step toward me. “That’s probably a good thing. He was going to kill you with ducks and blueberries.” “I’m not. Trust me on that. I like his ears but really, that only goes so far.” He grimaced. “You and his ears.” “They stuck out. I thought they were adorable.” “If that’s your qualifier for a relationship, then you’re screwed.” “That’s the idea, isn’t it?” I said, trying to grin salaciously. I think I missed the mark and went directly to constipated. He grunted and closed his eyes. “You can’t say stuff like that.” “Why not? Gary says
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