There's nothing wrong with Sam," I said again. "He's...nice."
Mercy groaned. "You mean he was too nice, don't you?"
"I'm not used to people being so nice to me. It was kinda creepy."
"I'm gonna offer you some advice," Mercy said, leaning in closer to me. "When a boy is a gentleman to you and is actually nice, Amerie, you don't shoot him down. You don't call them creepy and chase them away! God, I don't know what to do with you."
"Stop trying?" I offered hopefully."
"Not a chance.

Autore: C. Gray

There's nothing wrong with Sam," I said again. "He's...nice."<br />Mercy groaned. "You mean he was too nice, don't you?"<br />"I'm not used to people being so nice to me. It was kinda creepy."<br />"I'm gonna offer you some advice," Mercy said, leaning in closer to me. "When a boy is a gentleman to you and is actually nice, Amerie, you don't shoot him down. You don't call them creepy and chase them away! God, I don't know what to do with you."<br />"Stop trying?" I offered hopefully."<br />"Not a chance. - C. Gray

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