Cigs and Kisses
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"Do you want a muffin? It's on me."
When Cece stops by a mom n' pop coffee shop after dance practice, she meets a boy with sweet blue eyes across the counter and he offered her a free muffin. With a flirty smile and tired eyes he gave her the apple crumble muffin and the coffee she had ordered.
"Thank you." She said with a shy smile. As she turned to leave she stopped and asked.
"What's your name?"
"Ethan."
"I'm Cece, it was nice meeting you." She held her breathe then turned to leave.
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