“Don’t you want to talk about it?” I shrug. “What’s to talk about? I’m so irresistible I make even the straightest guys thirsty.” “Ford.” His cheeks pinken. “I’m … I’m not sure—” I press my fingers to his mouth because if his brain is going wild, it’s all going to fall out of his mouth. When we have this conversation, I want it to be purposeful. “You don’t need to be sure of anything, sweetheart. We’re friends. That’s important to me. The rest I won’t say no to, but I’m never gonna push, and if there are things going on in your mind that you need to work through, then work through them.
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