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“I lived in Vegas before Pittsburgh,” he finally says, offering nothing more

“What did you do there?”

“Sa now,” he replies with a smile

I sip atover his job I know little about it other than he works at a dealership in McKeesport, just south of Pittsburgh He told me he doesn’t necessarily like the work, and I haven’t pushed We’ve had so s to talk about in the short ti each other

Still, I can’t help but ask, “Why do you sell cars if you’re not passionate about it?”

Cage’s gaze is focused on the cityscape as he ponders my question When he turns, I can tell by his expression he doesn’t have a clear answer “Not everyone is as fortunate as you to have soly about as their profession In fact, I’d say that applies to the vast majority”

“Doesn’t mean you have to stay somewhere you don’t like,” I press

“And I don’t intend to,” he replies, taking the cup of cocoa fro”

“Is there anything I can do to help you get your footing?”

I had notsomeone would offer to a person they were extree

Not really

I mean… I like him

More than I can recall ever liking a et a thrill every tiets flutters when he toucheshe says is interesting and ful, and he really listens when I talk

He h

He s I never knew it could do

It’s only been ten days, but I have to ad this could be more

We share another cup of hot chocolate The silence isn’t aard Instead, we let ourselves be captivated by the gorgeous scenery and because it’s cold, we snuggle together

“This is easy,” Cage says, breaking the silence