Between Love and Loathing: Dom and Clara's Fake Dating Story

I see the imperfections that make you perfect.

“And without the makeup, I see the imperfections that make you perfect.”

“Sometimes mending things with certain people means you break yourself.”

“I hate them, but I like you.”

“I hate them, but I like you.”

“I hate them, but I like you.”

“No, it’s not fraud. That’s just my future wife throwing a tantrum. Go ahead and run the bills through,”

If I could have built a building of her curves, drawn her into a blueprint, designed her into some structure, I would have.

She stood there, a goddamn beacon of color in my white-marbled lobby.

“You’re reading romance?” Didn’t I romance her enough?