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CHAPTER FIVE

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He was not a handsome guy. He didn't have the attractions that qualify as a big man like that. He must have been six feet tall, slim and not muscular at all, not skinny, just had everything in place, didn't even seem to care about weight lifting. He was a handsome young man. The beret gave him an added bonus, gave him a nice exclusivity, and fit him very well.

" I was about to say my name again," she laughed, taking his outstretched hand and noticing his strong grip. Strong handshake.

" Well, I've already forgotten your name, can you believe it? " he asked seriously, still holding her hand.

" Clara.”

" Gotcha.”

The bastard was making fun of her. But his face didn't look like he was teasing. He seemed very serious, his eyes were fixed and didn't seem to move.

" Score one for you, Mr. Funny Guy.”

" I confess I'm terrible at jokes, I never know when I can or can't joke, and I've tried a few times and it never works, as you yourself noted.”

He sat down next to her on the same couch
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