That conversation there set off as many alarm bells as a woman could have. I immediately regretted telling Pears I needed some space to explore this possible relationship. I even messaged Dan and told him to hurry back to SF and canoodle with me. How can any intelligent woman ever fall for a man that's barely, barely capable of grief or sorrow, much less love? I'm utterly fascinated and interested... like anything with a high risk, I think the payoff would be staggering. But the risk might be too high to stomach. The price might be too much to pay. I've been through enough heart ache already. And do I play a high stakes game where I barely have any chance of winning?
I enjoy his company, his immense intellect, and his kisses. But damn if I'm not utterly freaked out. We all play at love, we all want love, but should I play for a non existent heart?
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