Chapter 22: Scars
Esmeralda When Dana was gone, he looked at me and said, “you ok? You ready for bed?” I nodded and went to lay down on the sofa. “What are you doing? You really think I’d be so ungentlemanly as to make you sleep on the sofa?” “I don’t know?” I shrugged. He sighed and came and sat next to me. “My apologies, I did not mean for it to sound so offensive, my lady.” I looked at him and saw him visibly look uncomfortable with what he had said. “Sorry,” he muttered. “Why are you sorry?” “I keep talking like a weirdo.” He sounded annoyed with himself. “I really love it when you talk like that, it’s really nice, such a romantic way of talking, I don’t know why you keep trying to stop yourself.” He met my eyes at that and smiled, “thanks, I guess I’ve just been taught that it’s not co
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