So," he said as we turned onto the main road, the muffler rattling, "I've been thinking. " "Yeah?" He nodded. "You really need to go out with me. " I blinked. "I'm sorry?" "You know. You, me. A restaurant or movie. Together. " He glanced over, shifting gears. "Maybe it's a new concept for you? If so, I'll be happy to walk you through it. " "You want to take me to a movie?" I asked. "Well, not really," he said. "What I really want is for you to be my girlfriend. But I though saying that might scare you off.
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