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I wouldn’t give it tofor ain a sea of those very same monsters, I leave the phone on the table, and wait for what turns out to be his quick return "Cognac," he announces, clailasses on the table, before giving me a curious look "You didn’t order the food, did you?"

"Let’s just drink," I say, picking up a glass and downing the sweet, potent liquid

"Elass on the table "What’s wrong?"

I’ to you and I need to be honest in every way I can, I think, but I say, "We were talking about trust Remember?"

"I remember," he says, his tone cautious now

"Okay then Confession ti, I’d already forgiven you I just thought I had to do that to keep you away"

"And you did that why?"

"There are things in my life I can’t and won’t involve you in"

He reaches over and strokes a lock of hair behind my ear "What if I want to be involved?"

"You barely know me"

"But I want to know you" His voice is low, a silk caress onto press you now, but when you’re ready, you can trust me"

"It’s not that simple" And oh hoish it were

"I’ll make it sie the subject, before he doesn’t let ht"

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