“You sure you aren’t thinking about a new, dark-haired beauty who works with Doña Iris?” Tamya teased. Dario’s mouth dropped open. “How did you—” Tamya laughed. “It’s a small town. People saw you talking to her at Mama Qucha’s Cocina. Apparently, you were very close.” She waggled her eyebrows at him. “There’s nothing going on there,” Dario said quickly. “But you would like there to be?” she prodded. Dario shot her an exasperated look, but she continued to regard him expectantly. “But I would like there to be,” he finally sighed. “I knew it!” Tamya screeched, thumping him hard on the back.
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