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He ran his hands up her calves to the rills behind the knees.
“I don’t like saying this.”
“But.”
“You smell of sex.”
“That’s my doctor’s appointment you smell.”
“I smell sex all over you.”
“It’s what. It’s hunger you smell,” he said. “I want to eat lunch. You want to eat lunch. We’re people in the world. We need to eat and talk.”
I know that I should probably make him all sexual and serious here, but his face really makes me laugh. Like, “Girl, calm yo’ self.” This may be where some of the humor in this movie plays in. I’m hoping, anyway. I’m actually really looking forward to the bookshop scene.
Anyway, travel to a bookstore if you like this weekend. Eat some lunch. Smell of hunger. We’ll see you next week 
