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“You’re too picky—and that was six o”

Since he’d tried to get her in the sack by offering a free lip tattoo, Eve thought it was not nearly long enough, but kept the opinion to herself “I’ll go change”

“You don’t want to go out and buain, the shoulder-length crystals at her ears sparkling “But go ahead and get out of that ugly skirt I’ll order Chinese”

Relief had Eve’s shoulders sagging For Mavis, she would have tolerated an evening at a loud, crowded, obnoxious club, peeling randy pilots and sex-starved sky station techs off her chest The idea of eating Chinese with her feet up was like heaven

“You don’t mind?”

Mavis waved the words away as she tapped in the restaurant she wanted on the coht in a club”

“That’s work,” Eve called out as she went into the bedroom

“You’re telling ue between her teeth, Mavis perused thefor rift I could run Turns out I’g rolls?”

“Sure You’re not thinking of quitting, are you?”

Mavis was silent a moment as she enerous, she charged dinner to her World Card “And since we renegotiated ular businesswoman”

“There’s nothing regular about you,” Eve disagreed She came back in, comfortab

le in jeans and a NYPSD sweatshirt

“True Got any of that wine I brought over last time?”

“Most of the second bottle” Because it sounded like the best idea she’d had all day, Eve detoured into the kitchen to pour it “So, are you still seeing the dentist?”

“Nope” Idly, Mavis wandered to the entertain too intense I didn’t o for the whole package He wanted to get married”