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And way too serious

He dru hands and what she knew to be a deft touch capable of arousing inexplicable pleasure

"So not much time to socialize, not many close friends, and no serious relationships at the moment We have more in common than you'd think, wouldn't you say?"

Shehis question was a rhetorical one

Before they could discuss anything else, the bus station looe lot and suddenly all the things they had in common took a back seat to those that pulled them apart

RYAN STRODE INTO THE TERMINAL, Sah it wasn't easy, he tried to push aside all that they'd discussed during their trip here His questions during the car ride were so obviously hably transparent Yet she still fought the notion Considering all that was going on at theher around

He refused to contenize their cos for him Nobody, not even this stubborn woman, would opt to be alone forever

At least he hoped not or he was doomed to the same fate

He approached the custo man seated behind it "Hi, there"

The aze from the crossword puzzle on his desk "Yeah"

Ryan placed Sam's key on the counter "Does this look fa, he reached for the key "Looks old, but yeah it's one of ours"

"Can you tell istered to today?" Ryan asked

The man shook his head "No None of your business"

Zoe slipped up beside him and leaned forward on her elbows "We'd just like to know if Faith Baldwin's name is still on locker 811"

"Did you say 811?" His voice perked up suddenly

"Yes It's on the key if you'd bothered to— Oooed him in the ribs

"Does that number sound familiar to you?" she asked sweetly

"Anotherabout that locker number around lunchtime"

Ryan took the man's words like a punch in the stomach

"Can you describe him?" Zoe asked before Ryan had had a chance to catch his breath

"Tall, gray hair, wearing a suit" He rolled his eyes "He looked like any businessh here every day What do you people want from me, anyway?"