“You did not answer,” I said. “I haven’t had anything in a long time that went beyond the . . . uh . . . physical. Not that it’s any of your business.” “Physical?” I echoed. “Well—you know. More shallow romantic interactions.” “Shallow?” I leaned forward, doe-eyed. “How shallow?” “Well—poor word choice.” A slight but distinctive flush rose to his cheeks. “Definitely not shallow, but—” He stopped short as I struggled to contain my laughter, eyes narrowing at me in realization. “You shit.”
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