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ssenger seat. "Morning," I greeted both Jay and the driver, who looked more like a body

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cing my legs in excitement. Today is

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his friend to the crew. That wor

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head. "Are you

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talk to Jay and get you

ar down the hallway.

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e once she receives the text.

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stopping in front o

phone, and I punc

ful," he sai

l recovering when Jay leaned

tapping my cheek lightly

t are you even

apped a hand around my arm. "Come o

destination. He typed on his phone, glanced my way and continued. Th

rkle in your eye.

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bience is breathtaking, elegant and sophisticated. Soft lighting. Tables are well space

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wed, ey

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and composed, eyes on his

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ment of bad moods

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I walked

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