“Because I’m not that guy. You held onto something important for years, and you should give it to someone who’ll treat you right. Who’ll give you everything that goes along with a gift like that.” The cords in his neck dilate as he looks down at his boots. “But…if you want to give it to me anyway, I’m not going to say no. I’m not that guy either. Just make sure, if that’s the case, you think about it long and hard because I can’t promise you the things I know you’re going to crave afterward.”
Douche wad
