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“Twenty-five How old are you?”

“Thirty-five, thirty-six in a few more weeks”

“You didn’t deny the connection”

“No, I’m not the type of man who kisses random women he comes across”

She s, there was no way he could simply walk away from her

Juni was the first good thing to happen to hilass half full type of man, he’d take the fact that he’d n Great, I really aeon I’eous, sweet, and by some incredible stroke of luck, attracted to h to return toreality

“What tiet off?” he asked

“In about thirty minutes, do you want a touch up on your coffee?”

“Sure” He observed her as she refreshed his drink She had the long, slender fingers of an artist, a

nd her raceful A Zen-like calm seemed to roll off her, and he wondered what she did to achieve it Was she one of these new age, healthy food and yoga types? Or had she been through so that had shaped her attitude?

She replaced his cup of coffee

“So, are you going to ask me?” she asked

“Ask you what?”

“To do soet off work,” she said

“You don’t hold your tongue, do you?” He was amused by her frankness