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• Gemma got a pained look on her face as well. "God, we were total snooty bitches, weren't we? You didn't pick a single thing for yourself."
• "I- That's not it, but kind of is," you said. You reached across the table and took one of each of their hands in yours. "I was just thinking that I don't know how much longer I can keep up the act that you two aren't way out of my league. Believe me, I like all the clothes. I still don't think I needed the shoes, but whatever. I just- I feel like I should have been able to pick clothes that were attractive to you. And I'm just having a kind of self-deprecating, imposter syndrome moment. I can't believe I'm dating both of you."
• The girls glanced at each other, and then Gemma was leaning across the table to kiss you while Sabrina kissed the side of your face rapidly, then down to your neck. When they pulled back Gemma stayed leaning over the table. "John, I love you. I don't love you because of or despite your clothes, or your style. I love you because you make me laugh, and you make my pussy tingle every time you do something sweet, and you make my heart flutter every time I see the way you look at me."