"I'm not saying anything you said was a lie, but that doesn't mean you were being honest, with her or yourself. For fuck's sake, Xi, you're a grown-ass man and patriot who isn't led around by his hormones. And even if you were?" She starts counting off on her fingers.
"Sarkozy got cozy with and married his mistress, Camilla's been sitting pretty for years, Clinton had the blue dress, and JFK was banging Marilyn Monroe, pin-up girls, aides, and Russian spies two at a time IN THE WHITE HOUSE POOL... and NONE of that had a damn bit of difference as to their ability to do their job without compromise.
But maybe I'm just being naive..." She rolls her eyes sarcastically. "I can just imagine what your exact orders were from the Party brass... 'Hey, Fang Xian. We love the work you've been doing. Exemplary performance, being part of an international effort, protecting the helpless against threats to the planet. Outstanding representation of China's ability to contribute cooperatively to a humanitarian effort on the world stage. All great. Oh, but, before we forget... what we're really worried about is where you put your genitals at the end of the day. That's gotta be priority one.'" She's gotten out of her chair by now, and is staring at him with her hands on her hips.
"You either admit to me that you're scared of a relationship, or you tell me exactly what your orders are, to the letter, that prohibit you from going on one date.. with a sweet, intelligent, sexy girl that thinks you're a catch... and just seeing where it goes" She furrows her forehead. "Wǒmen shènzhì kěyǐ shuō xiàng nǐ zài jiālǐ, zhè shǐde tā gèng róngyì.*"
*We can even talk like you're at home, if that's easier.
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