[Silently, he cursed the images that Molly's statement brought to mind. Molly was pretty and blonde; his "type" according to Jilly. She had a nice smile and a witty sense of humor that made him laugh. No matter how virtuous he tried to be, he was a red-blooded American guy. He couldn't help where his thoughts went.]
Don't worry. [The words came, maybe, a second or two later than they should have.] I won't make you break that streak today.
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Don't worry. [The words came, maybe, a second or two later than they should have.] I won't make you break that streak today.