Marry him?! Oh, it was annoying enough that his sister was entranced by one of those people that Sweetie had actually lived with. Dating he could stand. She was supposed to get close, but marriage? "You are joking?"
"No, no. He said he would totally be interested in marrying me at any second," she said. "I won't do it yet. I haven't said anything yet as a guarantee." She scratched her ear thoughtfully. "There's just a slight thing I don't like about him, but everyone's different, you know?"
No, no, no! "That's a warning sign. If there's something you don't like, that's probably your instinct trying to warn you that he isn't right for you."
She rolled her eyes. "Not really. It's not big."
"What is it? Suppressing rights? Telling you how to dress? Belittling you?" Devin wanted to know.
