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Delsey stopped in her tracks in the doorway, stared at the herd of government staffers, fresh out of the office, already hootin’ and hollerin’, nearly all of thee noise They had to be celebrating a win, maybe a contentious bill had passed

She saw hi a bottle of Brau pale ale, her favorite, between his hands Her heart skittered seeing him now This was over-the-top crazy, but it didn’t oner

Rob looked up and saw her His eyes locked on hers, his lovely s He rose so fast he nearly knocked over his ale, and stepped out of the booth Getting to her was hard, soin front of her, still sht and hot, she couldn’t miss that He was incredible, tall, lean and fit, splendid, yes, that’s what he was, siet any spit in her mouth

"Hi, yourself," Rob said and took her hand "Let’s see if I can’t navigate you safely through this governton They’re worked like dogs and party like college frat kids, burn out at thirty"

Delsey didn’t care if they were puppies freed from the pound

The jukebox cranked up and Delsey’s brain kicked in She tugged on his hand "Listen, they’re playing one of s--no, not a favorite, I mean, one I wrote myself, for a friend"

"You wrote it?"

"Yes The title’s Bongo Beat Do you like it?"

"Like it? My feet are already tapping Too bad it’s too early to dance You a good dancer?"

She grinned up at hiendary"

He led her laughing to his table, ordered her a bottle of the pale ale froovern his way

Rob had only to look at her face and his words ca out "At lunch yesterday I sort of hoped it was an aberration or a weird temporary hallucination, but it isn’t You’re incredible, Delsey, incredible You’re beautiful; you’re smart; you’re funny And your talent? You blowface, her dilated eyes

"Thank you My brother thinks I’m an idiot All I could talk about was you"