“Marry me,” I said absently, still thinking about kissing him until it dawned on me what I’d said. “I mean, for the chip-doctoring alone.” Rami snorted. I threw a chip at him. “You don’t think that’s important?” He evaded my spud missile and stuffed one of his own into his mouth. “It’s important,” he said around chewing. “But I can think of better reasons for marrying you.”
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