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She full on laughed at that, and in her laughter she looked even eous

“So tell me Sammara,” I went on “How the hell is it that you don’t have a boyfriend?”

She paused for a uys suck?”

“Most of us do,” I agreed “Yeah”

She giggled “At least you’re honest”

“Unless I’ what you want to hear, so I can get into your pants”

Her eyes ide “Shit, you’re gonna be honest about that too?”

“I could be lying about lying,” I shrugged “You never know”

Sammara looked off into the distance She was so perfect, so flawless, I iined her as some beautiful, porcelain doll

“I’ve had lots of boyfriends,” she admitted, “but no one that really stands out Or sticks around longer than a year or so”

“Maybe it’s you?”

She laughed again “Could be, but I doubt it I’ awesome”

“And modest”

Her eyes flashed in the laht She squeezed my hand “I prefer the term realist”

You’re about as real as it gets, I wanted to say, but didn’t