No problem Wes. Well, that could've been worst. God, why do I turn into some blubbering, stammering idiot everytime I want to say something nice to her? I thought I'd gotten over that a long time ago. Alright, not that long ago, I was the same with Fred. Cordelia was very fond to point that out. Maybe I only don't turn into a fool around Cordelia, because she was safe and we were more like siblings. God, there are times I miss the old days
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What an impish grin. I’ve never realized how many ways she can smile at me. Impish, lovingly, affectionately, seductive, shyly and wicked and there must’ve been something in those medication because I’m cataloging her smiled. Good lord, what’s next? Analyzing her hand gestures? Definitely something in that medication. Has to be
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