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“Hey, I’m cultured” I puff out my chest

“Oh, I didn’t doubt it for a les her hands

“What?”

“I’ot the dinner, so it makes us even”

“No I can buy my own”

“I know you can But I want to do so”

“You had dinner with me”

“That doesn’t count” She narrows her gaze “Let me do this”

“Why?” I ask, curious about her persistence

“’Cause I don’t like to owe anyone”

Her eyes flicker with pain So you don’t” I refuse to let the ghost of anyone else intrude on e have going “My gifts will never co attached Relax and let me woo you, sassy”

Her lips quirk upward “Woo?”

“Yeah, can’t a man woo a woman anymore?”

“I’m shocked you even know that word,” she drawls

“You’re going to have to learn to stop underesti me, sassy”