Story of Us - Chapter 4 - Innocent Man
"You and I just won't work, Tommy," Dinah Laurel Lance said with a gentle smile. Tommy had taken her to a nice little bistro on the outskirts of Starling City for dinner.
"Laurel!" he said with a frown, "How can you say that? I was serious about becoming a better guy for you."
"I know, Tommy," she smiled again, "but you're not in love with me."
"I could be!" Tommy protested, "Just give me a chance!"
"Tommy," she said seriously, "You are just not a one woman type of guy."
"Laurel, I told you, I could be…for you."
"No, Tommy," Laurel said, shaking her head, "You misunderstand me. You not a one woman type of guy…because you're a one guy type of guy."
Tommy's eyes bugged out at her. Laurel was hard pressed to not laugh at his shock, but she knew she spoke the truth.
"What?!?!" he nearly yelled. He ducked his head as he realized several of the other patrons of the restaurant were looking at him. "What are you talking about?" he asked more quietly.
"Tommy," she said, reaching out acros
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