Panic clutched her chest. “I do. Really. I just…" She sighed, knowing what a mess she made of everything. “I thought you wanted what you had before and I was trying to give it to you." She shrugged. “I'm used to men always chasing Karla, preferring what she offered rather than being with me, and I see Bonnie and Karla as a lot alike."
He kissed her forehead again. “But I never asked Karla out, did I? I asked you out. Doesn't that tell you anything?"
“I'm just…I'm just not used to it, that's all. I've only had two relationships, really, and one of those just wanted in my pants. Once he got it, he dumped me. The other chose a career in Washington over me." She glanced up into his eyes, her chest tightening at her confession. “I'm not used to men picking me just to be with me."
“C'mon," Cl
