"How are you?"Jules paused. "Me?""Yes, you. You are the one who called me, but you have only asked about me."A small smile tugged at the corner of his mouth. "I'm fine.""Good."Maya stared at the ceiling.This was terrible. She had never struggled so much to speak to a man. Even when she met new people, she could usually find something to say.But she didn’t know why Jules made her unusually conscious of every word that came out of her mouth. It was nerve-wracking."So," she began, desperate to move the conversation along, "how's your day going?""Busy.""Of course. You are always busy.""Aren't you?"Maya laughed. "Unfortunately, I am. I have been staring at this laptop for so long that I think my eyes are about to pop out."Jules chuckled softly.The unexpected sound made Maya stop laughing. She had heard him speak in his usual serious tone so often that hearing him laugh caught her off guard.He actually had a nice laugh. She quickly shook her head.No. We are not doing this ag
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