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Despite my horror at his strict lifestyle, I found myself laughing. “Oh, and you’re paying, by the way.”

He looked ready to vomit, his high cheekbones pale and sharp. My heart hiked up to my throat.

I was sure he’d say no.

After several minutes of silence, he pushed the sashimi away. “Fine. We’ll have pizza.”

“I’m glad you saw the light.”

He raised a finger. “On one condition.”

My heart galloped. “Which is…?”

Please say something dirty that I want to do anyway.

“No gross toppings.”

“Just pineapple.”

“Especiallynot pineapple.”

“Are you always this tough a negotiator?”

“No.” He submerged his hands in an oversized washing bowl. “I usually don’t negotiate. I just take what I want.”

“What’s wrong with pineapple?”

“Nothing.” He ran a towel over his palm. “Pizza is simply not its natural habitat.”

“What is, then?”

“The trash can.”

Rude.

“Well, I like it, and you’re going to accommodate me.”

The idea seemed to appall him. “Why?”

“Because you wantmeto accommodate your twelve inches.”

“It’s not twelve inches.”

“It’s pretty damn close.”

“You are anatomically built to push out a twelve-pound human,” he pointed out.

“You’re anatomically built to eat a Bromeliad flower.”

He shook his head. “This is terrible.”

“Welcome to the world of courtship, Zachary.”

“I’m tempted to make a sharp U-turn.” Zach pressed a button on his dashboard. “Natalie. Order us a large pineapple pizza.”

“Extra cheese,” I whispered, scurrying to the edge of my seat, forgetting to keep my distance.

A muscle twitched in his jaw. His leg kicked out, rolling my chair back a half a foot.

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