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"But…" I sniff the dinner in front ofBut I’m afraid to take a bite

"But what?"

"But while I’o on with life as normal"

He looks around the room "This is my normal life" He points to his shin "I’ for me No football" He makes a motion that encompasses his apartood hand "I’ to talk to you for weeks"

"Why?" I want to bite it back right away, but can’t

He chokes on his food "Why what?" he asks when he can finally get a breath

"Why have you been trying to talk to me?"

"I missed you"

"You don’t even know h "Saaze at et the naave it to me," I mutter

I take a bite of the dinner he ht to keep froosh, this is aertips of o rosy So he’s sensitive about food? "Glad you like it"

"I don’t like it I love it" I take another bite And another It’s seriously one of the best dishes I have ever had "Do you cook like this every day?" A girl can hope, right?

He shakes his head "Only when I have someone to cook for"

"God, if I lived here I’d never be able to keep the weight off"

He grunts "You could stand to gain a few pounds"

I almost choke onto be funny" He shrugs "I like curves" He looks down at hs and licks his lips "I like your curves a lot"

"Stop teasing" My heart thumps in my chest like a drum "If your brothers heard you say that, you’d never live it down"