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She finally looked at him. “It made me feel so gross.”

“She’s never been like that to me, though she did come to my office and ask some questions.”

“It was probably some form of girl talk, but I felt like I was not enough somehow.”

“Not enough?”

“For you.”

“No,” he said. “That is absolutely not true. You are more than enough.”

“For a fake girlfriend, maybe.”

“For a real one. I don’t know whoever made you feel like you weren’t the kind of woman anyone would be lucky to have, but they’re dead wrong. You’re as close to perfection as humanly possible.”

Her eyes grew wide. “R-really?”

“Yes.”

“What about when I get overwhelmed in public?”

“I don’t mind that. I get overwhelmed too.”

“Or when I need coffee and can’t function without it?”

“Coffee is everywhere.”

“But—”

“Nothing you say will change my mind,” he said.

She blinked, her cheeks darkening. “T-thank you.”

“Any time. Did that help?”

“A little, but I think I need time.”

“Take all the time you need,” he replied. She glanced over at him, biting her lip. Then she laid her head down on his shoulder.

He put his arm around her, tracing gentle patterns into her skin. Every minute that went by, the tension eased from her shoulders.

“So, what do you want for dinner?” she asked, her voice a little lighter as they walked the block to the apartment.

“I owe you dinner, so I’ll happily make whatever you want.”

She let out a long breath. “I have no idea what I want. But I’m starving.”

As they got into the lobby, Amelia’s phone chirped. Eyebrows furrowed, she pulled it out.

“Um, Daniel?” she asked. “Is your phone still off?”

“I completely forgot about it, why?”

“I have a Facebook message from Terri asking if I’ve heard from you.”

“My sister?” he asked. “Can I see?”

She turned her phone to him.

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