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" Her mind blank, she pulled a sheet of paper toward herself, then folded over a vertical strip. Sliding her nail along the edge to weaken it, she tore off a thin strip. Then another. The smooth actions helped order her thoughts. “No, it is not appropriate, but it might be all right. Why do you think you must nickname me? Is it to belittle me or to create a bond between us?” “I’m not sure which is the right answer,” he replied. “To be honest, at first I expected you to be selfish and spoiled.” “Such compliments will give me the vapors.” Smoothing her strips of paper, she began pleating them into a little spring. If her hands trembled a little, he would not notice. "
― Theresa Romain , Season for Desire (Holiday Pleasures, #4)