"No. Well, maybe. You did sleep with an asshole. And you are pretty. I guess so." He laughed to himself. "Sorry."
He let his head loll to the side to look over at her. "I'm pretty sure this is the part in the movie where we make out because you realize I'm the good guy." He grinned wolfishly. "But, really, I mean like... I'm not always the good guy. Selling weed kind of makes me a bad guy, right?"