“And I know that’s a fucking lot—I’m a lot. Especially when it comes to you.” He’s shaking his head. “Will.” “But it is what it is,” I tell him simply. “Take it or leave it, because I refuse to water it down, even for you. I’d do just about anything for you, but don’t ever ask me to love you less.” A beat passes. “And yes, I realize I’m basically quoting Meatloaf, but get over it, ’cause the guy’s a legend and you love me, cheesy lines and all.”
