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"I'm pissed that you don't believe me," Ernest replied in a low voice.
"No, it's not that I don't trust you. I just can't believe that I would have such good luck." Leah looked at the sour expression on Ernest's face. He looked angry, so she hurriedly tugged on his sleeve. Her tone was placating as she said, "Fine, stop being mad! I'm sorry, okay?"
Ernest glanced at Leah, as if he didn't want to talk to her.
Leah whispered, "Okay, I was wrong. Don't be mad, okay?"
Ernest took a deep breath and looked at her. "You didn't want to have too much sex, so I kept it all in to go on a date with you. We're going to dinner and a movie and you're asking if I have feelings for you?"
Leah nodded. "You do, you really do."
"I do what?" Ernest asked.
"You do have feelings for me, you also desire me." Leah blushed when she answered. "You have to have feelings before you have desire. Having one without the other is abnormal."