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Joey moves to stand beside me He smiles at my reflection "There’s a line half-way down the block for his class"

I aze in the mirror, my hands frozen in my hair "What?"

"Yup"

"Half-way down the block? Seriously?"

"Yup"

Scowling, I grab his hand and head for the door "Let’s go"

Fuck! What if the class is already full? I knew Mason would have a crowd at this thing, but thatthis guy

I don’t even allow ht as alk outside I refuse to entertain that possibility

Joey locks up and joins estures across the street at the parade of women, his palm outstretched in the air "I almost ran over three of them when I went to park"

"Maybe you should’ve"

That would’ve been ideal At this rate, if I go to the end of the line I’ll be lucky to get in on a class next week

Joey grabs my elbow and pulls me off the sidewalk after a truck passes "Nervous?" hehis head

I slowly look over at hi to him yesterday"

"What? No I wasn’t"

I think back to the minutes in the shop which immediately followed that interaction

My quick consumption of a cupcake Hardly the breakfast of champions

I shake my head "You’re delusional if you think I was affected in any way by a kiss on the cheek"

"Or an accent"

I nod "Right"

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