Love Is in the air.
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Last published Sat, Jun 15, 2024
"Your drink miss."
The same drink, every night for the past two weeks found its way onto her table and as always Clark waved her hands refusing the drink.
Instantly her eyes reached across the bar to meet his, always studying grey eyes, the man who ordered her the drink. Possible psycho or stalker which were unconfirmed, but no more.
Tonight she walked up to him and questioned...
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