The Wrong Cupid Arrow
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It parked near the sidewalk, and moments later, Norman stepped out.
Andy’s face lit up instantly.
“You really came,” she said, smiling as he walked toward her.
She looked beautiful under the streetlights, her hair pulled into a neat ponytail, her soft makeup making her eyes shine. Without thinking, Norman reached out and gently patted her head.
“Why are you standing out here? You could’ve waited inside. It’s cold,” he said, frowning slightly.
Andy pouted. “I was scared to wait alone. What if strange men bothered me?” she said softly, playing the fragile card.