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Uh-uh No way

She was not going to cry in front of him

Not now Not ever

She was not going to cry period

She did not cry and most certainly if she ever did it wouldn’t be over burnt toast

“Sarah?” His tone was no longer teasing, but showed concern “Are you okay?”

Eht, she took a deep breath “I’ry anddeal”

He eyed her way too closely for comfort

“You were really going to have toast for dinner?” he asked, ignoring the rest of her comment

“I was going to spread huy sweats, and had planned to eat a quick bite and crash She did the saency rooot held up beyond her normal twelve-hour shift

His nose curled again “Hummus and toast No, thank you”

“For your information, I like hummus and toast”

He didn’t look convinced “Your hummus and toast must be better than any I’ve ever had”

“It’s good Stick around and you can taste for yourself” Sarah heard herself say the words, but had no clue where they cahbor who started his days with a different woman every day of the week to stay for dinner

Good grief What would he think?