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"She lifted the cup to her lips. "You make good coffee." "You haven't tasted it yet." "I can smell it. And I love the way it smells." It's not the coffee, he thought. Not all of it, at any rate. "Well, I love your perfume," he said, because he was a dolt. She frowned. "I'm not wearing any. I mean, other than the soap and shampoo I use." "Well, I like them, then. And I'm glad you stayed." "Is this what you planned?" Their eyes met. Shit, she was perfect. Radiant as the candles had been. "You making it all the way to the coffee? Yeah, I guess a date was what I was after." "I thought you agreed with me." Man, that breathless quality in her voice made him want to have her up against his naked chest. "Agreed with you?" he said. "Hell, if it would make you happy, I'd say yes to anything. But what are you specifically referring to?" "You said...I shouldn't date anyone." Ah, right. "You shouldn't." "I don't understand." Fuck him, but he went for it. Rehv put his numb elbow on the table and leaned into her. As he closed the distance, her eyes got wider, but she didn't pull back. He paused, to give her a chance to tell him to cut the shit. Why? He had no clue. His side was into pauses only for analysis or to better capitalize on a weakness. But she made him want to be decent. Ehlena didn't tell him to step off, however. "I don't...understand," she whispered. "It's simple. I don't think you should date anyone." Rehv moved in even closer, until he could see the flecks of gold in her eyes. "But I'm not just anyone." -Ehlena & Rehv"
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