“So, you want me.”
It was a statement – not a question – as he leaned against the frame of the door.
The jaunty flick of curl over his forehead did nothing to reassure her.
“How am I to know it is me that you want, truly?” she asked, hoping for a heartfelt answer.
As two worlds collided, they knew each would beg to differ.
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