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you. I already told you that I loved you – something we both know I have only ever said to one other girl- and that wasn’t enough to ease your mind. I could tell you that I was wrong to sleep around and that I regret it, but we also both know I’d be lying because I don’t. Did I ever strive to be my father’s son and have ten children with three different women, neglecting and dismissing every other woman who cared for me along the way? No…did I think that maybe it was a given, that I would end up just like him? Yes, after what happened with Natasha, I guess my father’s ways were pretty appealing to me. But am I telling you anything you don’t already know? I’m not. I can’t. There’s nothing left within me that you haven’t been privy to at one point or another over the years. I can’t hide from you; I’ve never been able to. You’ve always seen exactly who I am and after I got over the fact that it scared the crap out of me, I accepted it…and eventually even appreciated it. So, am I the world’s worst boyfriend? Yes. We both know that I am. I can’t make any argument to prove otherwise.”
    I would have burst into tears at his admissions and the fact that he had clearly already accepted that we were destined to fail as a couple if I hadn’t been so flabbergasted by the casual tone he used to deliver his speech of ultimate doom.
    “That’s it? That’s the best you can do? It’s not exactly a stellar approach to easing my fears, you ass!”
    He ducked as my napkin went flying toward his head. Not that it weighed enough to knock any sense into him upon impact, but it was the first thing I grabbed when the impulse to throw something at him had hit me.
    “Okay, okay. Before you decide to reach for something a little more dangerous for your next pitch, I do have a solution that would totally eliminate this whole issue. But, I’m pretty sure you won’t go for it.”
    I loosened my grip on the salt shaker I was holding and said, “Oh, yeah? Try me.”
    He stared back at me, the ever present spark of mischief blazing in his eyes.
    “You could marry me.”
    “Are you insane?” I was so stumped by his statement I didn’t know what to think or say. Suddenly the prospect of throwing something at him didn’t seem to be nearly as inviting as the idea of shoving him out of the booth and away from me as far as possible. And there it was again, my commitment phobia rearing its ugly head over something as ridiculous as a fake marriage proposal declared in jest and for no other reason, but to get a rise out of me. Unfortunately, I had already played right into his hands. In an attempt to salvage my move made from a strictly emotional standpoint, I calmly folded my arms on the table and casually added, “Nice one.”
    “What do you mean?” he asked, matching my tone completely and taking a sip from his nearly empty glass.
    “I mean, you had me there…only for a moment, but I fell for it nevertheless. It was brilliant really, proposing marriage. What a foolproof way to cover your ass. You knew damn well how I would react to that and so now from here until eternity, no matter what issues we have, you’ll always be able to say that you were the one who was ready to commit and I wasn’t. You’ll forever be the solid good guy in our relationship while I might as well mark myself with a red F for being the flighty one.”
    Noah grinned as he bit down on his straw. Then his teeth loosened their grip on it, letting it slide out of his mouth.
    “You’re right, that would have been brilliant. Too bad I can’t take credit for being the genius you clearly think I am. Truth is, I wasn’t kidding. I really think we should get married.”
    I squinted at him as if that would somehow allow me to look beyond the surface and grant me a glimpse into the inner workings of his mind. When I was unsuccessful, I shook my head and said, “You don’t really mean that.” Even as the words were rolling over my lips, I
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