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Dallas jerks backward at the sight of my glassy eyes, saying, “Oh, God, Josette. I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to upset you.”

“You didn’t,” I say quickly, gripping his hand tighter. “I’ve just…never had a man treat me with such patience and kindness before.”

His brow lowers as he frowns. “That’s the very least you deserve. That’s the leastanyonedeserves.”

Then his expression smooths out, and he releases one of my hands to swipe away a tear that escaped with the pad of his thumb. My teeth worry at my bottom lip, and he tilts his head, waiting for me to say whatever’s on my mind.

Taking a breath, I ask, “Can we kiss some more?”

“Fuck, yes,” he says with a laugh, then leans in to press his mouth to mine.

We laugh together as we kiss, and we spend the nexthour or so talking between bouts of making out like teenagers. He doesn’t try to take things any further, and I, of course, used up all my bravery asking for more kisses. But that’s okay.

It’sgreat, actually. A perfect night with a damn-near perfect man.

And as we say goodnight at his door with one last kiss, I already can’t wait to see him again. It’s official.

I am undeniably, irrevocably smitten with Dallas Westfield.

CHAPTER TWELVE

Dallas

JoeyB@JoeVSVolcano

I kind of know what Vivian Ward felt like when Edward came down the street shouting from the moon roof.

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DFW@BodaciousBuckaroo211

Like a prostitute who doesn’t have to turn tricks anymore?

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JoeyB@JoeVSVolcano

I don’t know what’s worse: the fact that youimmediately knew exactly what I was talking about or the fact that you missed the entire point like a bullheaded moron. Of course, that last bit isn’t surprising in the least.

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DFW@BodaciousBuckaroo211

I didn’t miss the point. Arguing with you is just more fun than being right.

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JoeyB@JoeVSVolcano

Why haven’t I blocked you yet?

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DFW@BodaciousBuckaroo211

I don’t know. You tell me.

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