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Love?
Love.
He used the word love and... He wants to earn my trust...
I'm scared to ask but...
"Can I say no?" I ask timidly. "Am I allowed to?"
I look up at him and watch as a look of sorrow crosses his handsome features.
He takes our joined hands and presses them to his chest. "Yes. You can say no... you can say no to whatever you want. I won't force you." He kisses my fingers.
He meets my eyes. "I'm not Russ. I won't treat you like that. Ever... " he says tenderly.
"What if you're angry? What if I make you angry? What if I make a mistake? What if..." My blood freezes in my veins, my terror palpable.
"What if I say no to you i-if-if," I stutter. I turn my eyes to the floor, not wanting to see his response. I lower my voice. "What if I say no to s*x? What if you want
