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She stared at it “Is this your house?”

“Yeah” He shut off the truck and ju on both feet He was there waiting for her How had heupstairs I live in the basement”

She froze “Oh my—”

“I’ his stoullible It’s adorable”

Her cheeks went hot “I am not”

“Yeah, you are” He grabbed her hand and pulled her toward the door “But only about this, because you seerew up or moved out of his parent’s house”

Okay He was right She totally had pre-conceived opinions about him, but she also knew that under that facade, he was more “I’m sorry”

He lifted a shoulder “Nothing to be sorry for I don’t give a fuck”

“So…about that gullibility thing You were kidding about the whole ‘sir’ thing, too, then, weren’t you?”

He shook his head “Hell no”

“But I—” Don’t kno I feel about that yet She cut herself off when he opened the door and motioned her inside

As she walked into the living roolanced around The house was pleasantly furnished Modern, with a hint of elegance Not a single Darth Vader suit to be found Not even a single cosplay outfit It looked nothing like she’d expected You’re outta your league, here, Lydia

“Want a drink?” he asked, hanging his keys on the hook by the door There were four hooks, but only one set of keys “I have prettyyou’d want”

She set her purse down in the foyer “Do you have white wine?”

“Moscato okay?”