(Astrid POV)
I turn around and smirk. "Do you mean that I am not as pretty as them? That I am not as sexy as them? That I do not know how to satisfy a male in bed like they do?"
Kael grabs my face, forcing me to look in his eyes. "No. I mean that you have self-respect. I mean you care more about people than you care about some superficial, fake image that you want the world to see. And I mean I feel things for you that I have never felt with any of them, and that I have never wanted to feel for any of them."
Kael lets go of my face, but he continues to stare at me. "You are right that I do not know you very well. But I know more about you than you realize. And I want to get to know you more, Astrid. I really, really do. I want us to get to know one another."
"What if you do not like what you learn about me?"
"Impossible."
"What if I do not like what I learn about you?"
He gives me a sad smile. "Now that is entirely possible. I do not even like who I am right now."
"And?"
