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“So this Tyler guy wants someone to live in his apartment who will clean up after him, look after his dog, and not have sex with him. Don’t they usually call those people wives?”
“Except for the fact that I can’t be conforming to a gender role because I have no idea how to clean.”
“Did you see his dog, too? Men are a hundred times hotter when they love dogs. That’s legit math. From a math teacher.”
“Do you want to come with me?” I asked Shay, hopeful for a moment after I texted Tyler’s address back. “Oh, I would but I have this thing where I don’t want to go.”
“A cat?” he scoffed. “Never. I’m not bringing home some sociopath intent on luring you into a false sense of security before they eat your face.”
“Decoys. They’ve never forgotten that they used to be worshipped as gods. You’ll never see dogs planning on destroying humankind. Which is one of the reasons I adopted Pigeon.” “She won’t eat your face?” He smiled. “I’m pretty sure she’s not plotting my demise. And it’s nice to love somebody who doesn’t want anything in return.”
“When I love something, I don’t do it halfway.” That made my heart twist painfully. No man had ever loved me the way he loved this dog.
But it also infuriated me that I’d grown up the way I had, thinking it was normal for your parents to say things like my love has to be earned.
The secret is to have some knowledge to operate from and then get them talking about themselves. Which makes them like you more because you’re letting them do all the talking.”
He went over to the refrigerator and pulled out a carton of eggs. “How do you like your eggs prepared?” “By somebody other than me.” “Excellent choice, as that’s what we’re serving here today.”
By making me feel like I was never good enough for him, he had ensured that I spent all my time trying to change his mind.
