“No,” she answers honestly. “There are a lot of men who think they’re masculine, but they end up overselling it, trying too hard. You don’t have to sell anything because this is who you are. It’s effortless for you.”

Midge takes another sip of the drink and tries not to wince. (She probably fails a little.)

“Fake masculinity gets on my nerves. Real masculinity is very attractive.”

She’s very much not repulsed by the idea. He probably ought to not fight any urges that he has to kiss her.