“Don’t do that shit.” “What shit?” “Think you’re not good enough. Or whatever else is running through your head. You’re what I want, Brody. Who I choose. And do you think I’d want anyone who wasn’t fucking perfection?” “This is one of those times when I hope you’re speaking the truth.” “I always speak the truth.” Brody just stared up at him. “Yeah, I just lied about always telling the truth. It’s a sickness. But I didn’t lie before. You’re perfect, or I wouldn’t be here with you. I wouldn’t give you the time of day. You don’t get how fucking special you are.” Brody grinned. “Only you would
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