“You want to go find a table?” he said, straightening. “I’ll get your drink.” “You don’t have to,” she said, eyes darting side to side, and her hands clutched over her stomach. He sighed and smiled at her calmly, hoping it would put her at ease. “This again?” “I don’t want anyone to think, you know…” “That I might buy a friend a cup of coffee?” “You know what I mean,” she said. “I do, and I think you’re worried about nothing. But if you’re really worried about people noticing that we’re…you know,” he said with lifted eyebrows and a wink. She rolled her eyes but chuckled lightly. “Then maybe
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