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“Just pick what you like” His smile h my damn panties

I go with red I don’t like it as much as I like white, so I’ll drink slower Wine tends to hit me hard and fast, and I don’t want to make a fool out of ames are a totally different story

There are no prices onit’s purposeful I order the bacon wrapped filetbetter than a nice cut of beef hugged by a pork product I opt for a garden salad instead of Caesar to avoid garlic breath Alex orders seafood-so-or-other, and then we’re alone

Taking my hand in his, he lifts it to his lips It’s funny how he can be so smooth solad you’re here”

“Me, too”

“I didn’t think I’d ever get you to go on a date with me”

“Me, either”

Alex laughs

When the waiter brings my salad and his soup, Alex moves his chair closer so he’s next to me, like at the café

“I wish I didn’t have to leave again tomorrow”

“You’ll be gone for a couple of weeks?”

“We have a six-gaether The gaer than I like”

“Usually you only play a feay gaht?” I’ve never really paid much attention to Buck’s schedule He shows up on my couch a few times a month to play Xbox and eat my food Over the last little while, I’ve becoainst and when

“Most of the ti stretches every season, and we’ve got soainst solid teams”

“Sidney’s been on the phone with Buck lately, discussing strategy”

“You two see in the way he says it—almost as if he’s jealous, which seems silly

“You ot a pretty busy life Mostly he stops by if he needs a meal He has his hockey hookers to fill his time”

“‘Hockey hookers’?” Alex sly, but his eyes look troubled

“You know, puck bunnies”

His diives away his disquiet

Thankfully, ourin, happy to abandon the topic My filet cuts like butter and tastes even better Between decadent bites, I ask Alex about Canada

“I grew up in a city called Guelph It’s in Ontario”