She turned around again, her face stoic and stubborn. "I never wanted you to lose weight. In my eyes, you're perfect just the way you are. And if it takes ages for you to realize that yourself, that's fine by me. I'm not going anywhere."
She wrapped her arms loosely around him. "We've got a thousand Christmases and birthdays ahead. Besides, I told you that's not my wish list anymore. The day you decide that's something you want to do, it shouldn't be a present. It'll just happen when it's right." Her eyes narrowed fainttly, and her words bared a little more teeth. "And by the way. If you ever try to use sex as a bargaining chip to get me to do anything, let alone use my hard-earned money on people I do not give a good god-damn about, I can promise you any chance of us is right off the table."
That dangerous look faded away in seconds. "This is nice," She said, in an unexpectedly pleasant tone. "I feel like we're really starting to get to know one another now."
Like how Dawson just learned that Maebe would sooner throw babies off cliffs than spend her hard earned money on people who did not manage to worm their way past her defenses and into her heart.
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