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“I love you,” he repeated. “I know we said we wouldn’t do the clichés, but--”
“Don’t.” She stood up, crumpled the napkin in her quivering fist, threw it onto the table. “And don’t call me again. Ever.”
She stormed out of the restaurant. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw him hurry after her.
She took refuge in the ladies’ room. When she stopped shaking, she stood in front of the restroom mirror and ran cold water over her wrists.
Damn, damn, damn. She should have known to call it quits after that first night together with Mr. MaybeRight. It was only the shape of his arse that made her stay in the bedroom once she’d seen what he had in mind for her.....