Oh, God. God, isn’t that perfect? He’s Dad. He’s Dad with a layer of nerd. Solid, steady, chipping away so patiently, you don’t even know you’ve had your shields hacked down until you’re defenseless. It’s the type.” “You’re not in love with a type, you’re in love with a man,” Penny corrected. “Or you’re not.
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