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Allison spoke up quickly, "Well, Daniel, meet our gang. This is Sam-they're lovebirds," she pointed to Anna and Sam. "And this is Devin, my best friend."
Daniel nodded, but the words best friend gave him a sudden, unexpected space to breathe. As they talked, he watched her. Even through the frizzy hair and thick glasses, her smile revealed a sophisticated beauty. He noticed her skin-clear and glowing-He noticed the way she held her spoon-not like a hungry student, but with the effortless, practiced poise of someone used to silver service. She moved like someone who had been trained her whole life to act with class.
"Well, that's not fair," Allison laughed at a joke Sam made.
"That's your favorite word since childhood," Devin countered softly.
"Oh, God," Allison turned to the group. "I remember Devin's first word to me, after a very, very long silence when we first met."
"What was it?" Anna leaned in.
"Blabbermouth," Allison said. They all erupted into laughter except Daniel, who just offered a slight, intrigued smile. "I was only ten back then," Allison added.
The bell rang, cutting through their laughter. Devin stood up immediately, his hand moving to escort Allison back to her room, leaving Daniel watching them from the table.
Devin didn't look back, but his hand hovered just an inch from Allison's waist. Find your own territory, man. She's mine.