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“A powdered sugar repellent,” I answer honestly

His full-bodied laugh is like sunshine, war me from the inside out

“Brilliant” Little is said as we finish our snack

“I thought we could wander Jackson Square for a bit,” I say, thinking of et a kick out of Cristobal, and I think vice versa

“I haven’t been by in ages It’d be interesting to see who’s still around these days” We leave our plates, and he offers his hand I loop h it, and alk across the street to the square full of people on lunch breaks, tourists, palm readers, painters, and lint of dark hair and spot Sabrina at the very end of the line I tug Cristobal’s arm

He smiles down at me “What?”

“I want you to meet someone”

He arches an eyebrow as I break away from the candle table and lead him to Sabrina

She looks up and grins with a slight bow

“My friend has coht more royalty I see It’s an honor, my Lord”

“This is Sabrina, Cristobal Sacha and I met her recently”

“The pleasure is mine, Sabrina”

“I see you took my advice?” Sabrina says cheekily

I laugh “I did”

“I wondered if you would read for Cristobal”