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“…it has heated seats.”
“I told you.”
“That was unfair leverage.”
“It worked.”
She exhales, shaking her head like she’s trying not to smile.
“Blake.”
“Lisa.”
“You are persistent.”
“Yes.”
“You are dramatic.”
“Yes.”
“You are extremely confident this is going to work.”
“Yes.”
She studies me. Really studies me.
“Ok,” she says.
I blink.
“Ok?”
“Yes.”
Relief hits harder than expected.
“Condition,” she adds immediately.
“I accept.”
“You don’t even know what it is.”
“I’m optimistic.”
“You need to prove you can be a gentleman.”
That surprises me.
“What?”
“I mean it,” she says.“You have a reputation.”
“I know.”
“You cancel dates in living rooms.”
“They weren’t important dates.”
