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Joel copies my posture. He leans into the couch, but instead of pulling his knees into his chest, he places his palm over the back of my hand. "Never?"

"Never."

"What about Harry Potter?"

"That doesn't count."

"Why not?"

"It's a book series."

He looks me in the eyes. "And?"

"I don't know…" I unwrap my legs. My gaze goes back to my thighs.

"Bullshit. You know."

"Let's say I do."

"You do."

No, I don't. And where does he get off telling me how I feel? I shake my head. "It's a hypothetical."

"Admit you do."

But I don't. I think. I've never stopped to ask myself what I want. I've never questioned the grand plan.

I've never really thought about my interests or hobbies.

After all, they're not part of the plan.

They're not nearly as important.

He brushes my hair from my eyes. "I'll spend all afternoon watching those movies with you if you don't admit it."

My laugh breaks up the tension forming in my chest. "That's a terrible threat."

"Yeah?"

"If you really believe I'm passionate about Harry Potter. Why wouldn't I lie to get you to watch the movies with me?"

"Because you're honorable."

I want to stay mad at Joel, but his voice is soft, sweet.

And the way he's looking at me with all this affection…

He cares about me.

But how much?

"Who says I'm honorable?" I ask.

"I do. Besides, I want to watch those movies with you all afternoon." He takes my hand and presses it between his palms. "Go ahead. Make it hypothetical."

"Say I'm passionate about Harry Potter."

He nods.

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