estaurant. She glanced at her watch-Dele was late. Again. It wasn't the first time, and it wouldn't be the last. B
e: "I'm sorry, baby. I'm on my way. Wait for me, okay?" It was the same exc
e was always so careful with what he posted. But tonight, something
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d he pulled it out. Tasha's name flashed on the screen. He smiled, but it wasn't a smile that reach
you?" cam
uickly: "Just finishing
lose to being finished. He
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. It was a message from an unknown number. She opened it, not
d been working. The problem wasn't the photo-it was the woman next to him. A woman with long, dark hair,
n washed over her. He was
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t know what to do. Her mind raced-her thoughts a blur
lt thick, heavy with everything she was trying to ignore. She had always been able to con
o now? Was it