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“No tickets” I shrugged “It’s probably sold out”

“There et you one” He looked over his shoulder

The sta jaw and lips that had whispered so close to ain

“If you can score me some of those donuts with extra sprinkles” He pointed to the baker’s rack stacked high with deliciousness

My smile was un-hold-back-able “I’ll see what I can do”

“You two aremy teeth hurt,” Max chimed in from her perch on the counter

“Where the hell did you get popcorn from?”

She threw a handful into her ician in front of us and wandered off to pester Avery

“Let ht back” I backed away, headed for the two bickering friends under the skin-blistering lights

“Take your time” He shoved his hands into his pants and a peek of that muscular v winked at me from under his shirt This level of sweetness and hotness, even in a bakery, was too much

“Who’s the hottie?” Max rested her elbows on the counter and shoveled more popcorn into her lanced around the rooht

“He’s my friend”

“Not fro out your ass, he isn’t” She lifted an eyebroith a wide smile

That’s not possible My brain’s auto-responder to deny any interest any guy ht have in uy waving to me at the bar? Yeah, no, that as for the delicate brunette in six inch heels behindby? He’s looking at his reflection in the storebehind me

“It’s true” But maybe…