Gwen tugged nervously at her sleeves while her boyfriend went on and on about all the changes he had made. She could barely pay attention, distracted by her ongoing concerns about being cute enough for him.
Was she showing enough cleavage? Did her glasses make her look cute or like a dork?
So? Have any thoughts?
His words broke her internal concentration.
“Oh well… I… I think you could make even more changes if you wanted! That’d be, like, really hot. Right?”
He chuckled at her words, and his smile melted her heart.
Oh Gwen, I think you’re just perfect right now.