“This is your booth now too. According to Maggie.” She gives me a tight smile. “Only for a few evenings a week. For a limited run.” I nod. “Or until you get sick of me. Whichever comes first.” She keeps staring at me. “That was a joke,” I offer. I can’t read her at all. “It was very funny.” “That must be why you’re laughing so hard.” I push off the door. Her eyes follow me. The barest hint of a smile twitches at her mouth. She fights it though. And it somehow makes me like her even more. “You’re going to tear me apart, aren’t you?” I murmur. “Don’t worry, Aiden.” Her smile blooms. There’s a
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