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“Apparently some people call me the big bad wolf,” he whispers. “But I kind of like it.”
“I’m convinced you can do it. You’re smart. I think you know when to jump at an opportunity. Fake it ’til you make it, right? Or something like that.”
“Because my gut tells me that I can, and I make decisions based on my gut.”
“But she is a girl, pining for some spineless dickhead who dumped her and is never coming back. Insecure, stupid little girls don’t attract me, Belinda. You know that.”
I fight every urge I have to shrink back, to run away. That’s what the farm girl would do. But I don’t want to be her.
My mama failed me in the “being a girl” department, more interested in teaching me about breeding chickens and milking cows.
Of course I will. Right now, I’d do anything for this man.
“I like confident women, and I think that beneath all this insecurity, there is a strong, self-assured woman.”
“I’m sure he has. That’s because he hasn’t shown you his teeth yet.
Mark my words: if you give him what he wants, he’ll have you on the first plane back to Pennsylvania. You and him are from different worlds.”
