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He didn’t even really look at them. It was like he too was in business mode. “Hi!” shouted a male voice that snapped me out of my private thoughts. I looked up to see a nice looking man wearing a suit jacket over a nicely pressed button-down shirt. Thick, dark hair… slight dimples in his cheeks… no wedding ring on the hand that rested on Cat That s What I Do I Grow Stuff Poster the bar. “Hi. What can I get you?” My eyes adjusted to this new handsome man. “What do you have on tap?” he asked, flashing an alluring smile at me. I listed the ten different drafts that I had on tap and handed him a menu of available bottled beer just in case. “Hmm, you’ve given me too many options. What do you recommend?”“Well that depends,” I responded, “on whether you prefer a darker, full bodied beer or a lighter, pale ale.

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“It’s a pleasure to meet you, Taryn. ” Mark smiled and held out his hand to me. I didn’t want to be rude, so I shook his hand. “Your hand is soft,” Mark complimented. “Thanks,” I said warily, attempting to end our handshake. Before I knew it, the slick man clamped Cat That s What I Do I Grow Stuff Poster his hand around mine, trapping my hand in his. I tugged back against his grip, but he was stronger than I was. My smile quickly faded as I didn’t like the hold he had on me. “Did anyone ever tell you how beautiful you are?” he crooned. His free hand started petting my wrist and forearm in the same manner that you would pet a housecat. My stomach twisted in a knot. I tried to pull my hand free but he maintained his hold. “Let go of my hand,” I stated calmly, in an almost teasing fashion. “I can’t.

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