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“God, you're beautiful," he said, unleashing the adjective Ronny had never used to describe me. "Ha, come on, I'm still a mess from the kitchen," I said. "I don't see anything messy. I smell dinner, and you're making me hungry," he said, moving closer. God, this was heating up quickly. "You don't smell all the garlic, onions, and fryer oil?" I said, giggling and feeling shy. "I love fried food, Maggie." He inhaled deeply, and we both laughed.” — Victoria Benton Frank
God, you're beautiful," he said, unleashing the adjective Ronny had never used to describe me.
"Ha, come on, I'm still a mess from the kitchen," I said.
"I don't see anything messy. I smell dinner, and you're making me hungry," he said, moving closer.
God, this was heating up quickly. "You don't smell all the garlic, onions, and fryer oil?" I said, giggling and feeling shy.
"I love fried food, Maggie." He inhaled deeply, and we both laughed.