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I wiggle my fingers in front of her smug face. “Can you do less of this please?” She bats her eyelashes. “Less of what?” “The matchmaking. I can feel it. This town has seeped into your brain and turned you into a disgusting hopeless romantic.”
“Please. Just let me be here. I don’t know why, but I can’t be anywhere else. I tried but my feet keep bringing me back here to your door.” He pauses, looks to the soup and then to me. “This…isn’t something I would normally do, but I just need to take care of you. Please let me.”