What he enjoyed most was that she was a toucher. Nothing inappropriate, nothing showy. She simply touched his arm as she brushed past or rested her hand gently on his shoulder when she stood behind his seat in the cockpit. It wasn’t her touch alone that made Rayford enjoy her company. He could tell from her expressions, her demeanor, her eye contact that she at least admired and respected him. Whether she was interested in anything more, he could only guess. And so he did. They had spent time together, chatting for hours over drinks or dinner, sometimes with coworkers, sometimes not. He had
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Narrator describes what are almost definitely dates, but the character can only guess that Hattie is into him.
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Emily
