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Thirty Five - Corrie's Bakery
"I don't understand," I said to Eric on the phone later that night, my voice hushed as I watched fresh snow fall on the darkened backyard. "He didn't seem very happy about us being together."
"He was mad you told me," Eric responded. I could tell he was writing from the hint of distraction and daze in his voice. "You didn't keep your word and that's why he was angry and said those things."
"I don't know," I said. "He told me he hired you to tutor Nova, not to be with me."
"Too bad," he replied. "I'm excellent at multitasking."
I fought to hide a smile. "Be serious, please."
"Alright, alright. Look, Luna, it's okay. It's not like we're sixteen and infatuated and I'm asking you to elope with me to the Bahamas," he said and I laughed lightly. "We're adults and I think we can handle o
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