“I’m sorry, I spilled my coffee. I just didn’t want someone slipping on it.” The woman smiled, revealing two dimples on her cheeks that added an extra touch of cuteness.

The janitor instructed, “Just leave it there. I’ll handle the mess ina bit.”

“Thanks so much.”

The woman returned the mop to its original spot.

“Appreciate it,” Trevor remarked.

As the woman began to leave, Trevor called out, “Excuse me!”

back at him, a hint of puzzlement in her

bad about the coffee spill. Let me cover

the

a fleeting second, she reminded

woman had

exhaled deeply, then made his way into

Trevor hadn’t tried to follow. A weight lifted off her chest, and

was a first for Shirley, pulling off such a ruse. Her hands were sweaty, her

didn’t glance back. Her father’s presence awaited

cinema, Trevor slid into

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