“I thought you would say that.”
“Was it what you wanted me to say?”
“I only want to hear you say you adore me. You say it so nicely too.”
“Do I? I don’t know what I have done to deserve you.”
“Just loved me,” she said dreamily.
“Any man would do that.”
“Not in the same way.”
“As long as my way pleases you I am the most fortunate of men.”
“Even if I never wrote another line?”
“As if it mattered which way you express yourself, by writing or simply living.”