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"Not really. I'm tired and I'd like to go to bed." "At last, we agree on something." He moved toward her. "Oh, no, you don't. I'm saving myself for my future husband." "Thank you." "It won't be you," she told him doggedly. "I'm not crazy enough to think that. You aren't a marrying man, remember? You don't want commitment." "I don't know what I want anymore," he muttered. "Well, I do," she said. "I want to go home." "To a lonely apartment in Chicago?" "It won't be lonely long," she assured him. "I'm going to start my very own lonely hearts chapter." "Over my dead body." "Nobody would want to meet over your old dead body."
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