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           "Poorgirl."Icouldaffordtobegenerousnow.

           "SomethingyousaidtoJessica...well,itbothersme."Herefusedtobedistracted.Hisvoicewashusky,andheglancedupfromunderhislasheswithtroubledeyes.

           "I’mnotsurprisedyouheardsomethingyoudidn’tlike.Youknowwhattheysayabouteavesdropners,"Iremindedhim.

           "IwarnedyouIwouldbelistening."

           "AndIwarnedyouthatyoudidn’twanttoknoweverythingIwasthinking."

           "Youdid,"heagreed,buthisvoicewasstillrough."Youaren’tpreciselyright,though.Idowanttoknowwhatyou’rethinking-everything.Ijustwish...thatyouwouldn’tbethinkingsomethings."

           Iscowled."That’squiteadistinction."

           "Butthat’snotreallythepointatthemoment."

           "Thenwhatis?"Wewereinclinedtowardeachotheracrossthetablenow.Hehadhislargewhitehandsfoldedunderhischin;Ileanedforward,myrighthandcuppedaroundmyneck.Ihadtoremindmyselfthatwewereinacrowdedlunchroom,withprobablymanycuriouseyesonus.Itwastooeasytogetwrappedupinourownprivate,tenselittlebubble.

           "DoyoutrulybelievethatyoucaremoreformethanIdoforyou?"hemurmured,leaningclosertomeashespoke,hisdarkgoldeneyespiercing.

           Itriedtorememberhowtoexhale.Ihadtolookawaybeforeitcamebacktome.

           "You’redoingitagain,"Imuttered.

           Hiseyesopenedwidewithsurprise."What?"

           "Dazzlingme,"Iadmitted,tryingtoconcentrateasIlookedbackathim.

           "Oh."Hefrowned.

           "It’snotyourfault,"Isighed."Youcan’thelpit."