Love isn’t an emotion—it’s a chemical reaction.
Like gasoline meeting a flame. Eventually, the fire burns out.
Luckily I’m in the right business. Women don’t expect more than I can give.
When I meet Melody, I’m on board for a little fun.
I admit, she’s under my skin. But since we share the same philosophy on love there’s no chance this will turn into anything more.
Is there?
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