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you were moving was to start wrapping up this part of our relationship. I thought
maybe if I could get a break from your pheromones…”
Henri smirks at me with a sexy glint in his eye. “…I could think clearly.”
“Cassie is different; we both know she didn’t care about me not even a little.
And, there’s no need to think clearly because me and my pheromones plan on being

all over you.”
My body heats up at the promise. “Then, why did you move?”
“Our dads. They thought I was taking advantage of my living arrangement.
You know the whole taking the milk and not buying the cow thing. I got a lecture
the whole time I was buying fireworks. One would stop talking; the other would
start. They could sense more between us and didn’t want us ‘shacking up.’”
I laugh at his air quotes, but I’m completely mortified. I fight to stay upright
and not bury my face in the pillow. I’m going to have a hard time facing them again.
I’m glad to be laughing, to take my mind off of the horrors from a few hours ago.
“Plus, I wanted to remind you I am a self-sufficient man. I meant that when I
said it.”
I roll my eyes again.
“Again, I know how much your position makes. I post the job openings. Your

salary is higher than mine. If it weren’t for the house flipping, you’d have far more
money. I knew you could afford to live on your own then, you just didn’t like
having to dip into your savings to get rid of Cassie. I figured I could make things
right in your world and get some eye candy in the process.”
“And? How did I do? Was I good eye candy?” I nod reverently. “The best.”
He lies back down. “Good. Just so we’re clear. I fully consider you my
girlfriend.”
“Wait!” I hold up my finger. “That was the first issue. I had more than one
point of contention. I’m going to get to the biggest one.”
He furrows his brows in confusion.
I swat at him. “I do not know French. I can’t read it, speak it, or understand it
when you speak it ... ”
Henri opens his mouth to respond. I cover it with my hand and straddle him.
“If you are going to tell me vital information like…” I pretend to think. “I don’t
know…YOU LOVE ME…” His eyes grow bigger. “…I’d appreciate it if you said it
in a language I actually understand!”