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Just like he's been doing since the aze sha ahile -heart feels like it's about to fly out of my chest

A too much here or am I allowed to think he fancies me, even just a little?

I know he's way out ofthat I'

But

Just thinking about hi to do right now is to have solass of iced tea—-

"Here you are" My voice rattles at the end, and lass of iced tea on the table

"Thank you"

"Do you, u else?"

It's a totally innocent question I swear But when heat suddenly blazes fro else, and my senses flutter

"As a matter of fact, yes"

I wait and hold my breath Will he ask my number? Or maybe ask what time my shift ends? Or—-

"Coht"

What?

"I promise you'll come to no harm"

WHAT?

"Come with me"

The words are no longer a request There's nothe authority infused in his voice, and how stupid is it that I'm even more tempted to do as he says?

"You know you want to"