However, he also trusted me to make my own decisions. Contradicting me or telling me what to do wasn't in his nature - even though he secretly may have wanted to.
Richelle MeadAnd sometimes, if I was really, really lucky, heโd smile at me. A real smile, tooโnot the dry one that accompanied the sarcasm we tossed around so often. I didnโt want to admit it to anyoneโnot to Lissa, not even to myselfโbut some days, I lived for those smiles.
Richelle MeadFeminist,โ he said, clearly amused. โNext youโll be telling us you hate men.โ She gave him a blank look. โI only hate stupid men who donโt actually understand what โfeministโ means.โ He laughed. โYou run into a lot of men like that?โ โAll the time.โ โReally?โ โEven as we speak, Nick.โ โOh no she didnโt,โ said Peter. I groaned.
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