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her hands proved that she was not married. At the very least, she was not wearing a ring.

Zoe, however, was much more interested in talking than Phoebe was. She nudged the younger woman with her shoulder and said, “So, tell me a little bit more about yourself?”

“I don’t know what to tell you,” said Phoebe. She noticed how high her voice had become, and hoped that Zoe did not catch that as well.

“Tell me about your home life? Are you on your own, or do you have a roommate? Boyfriend? Do you live with your parents?”

Phoebe stiffened at the question. She had definitely noticed the way Zoe casually threw out the inquiry about whether or not she had a boyfriend, and she could not help but wonder if there was more to that than simple idle conversation.

She glanced back at the older woman, who showed no sign of meaning anything by it.

Still, it was hard to ignore a question like that, especially after they had just met.

“I live on my own,” said Phoebe. “Just me. My parents live in the same town, but we’re still nearly an hour away from each other. I haven’t got anyone else in my life right now.”

She steered clear of the term “boyfriend,” hoping Zoe might notice.

Whether or not Zoe paid heed to the subtle hint, she did not show it in her face.

She simply nodded and adjusted her position so that she could sit a little bit more comfortably.

“I’m on my own, too,” she said. “I don’t live near any of my family, and I haven’t got anyone special in my life right now, either.”

Phoebe could not help but wonder if the lack of the word “boyfriend” in Zoe’s response had been deliberate as well.

She met the other woman’s gaze, and searched for some sign in her expression that would give a hint as to what her intentions were.

Zoe had an excellent poker face, however, and Phoebe could not break through the mystery.

“Since we’re stuck here together for a little while, I think it’s important to be completely honest with each other,” Zoe said, when Phoebe did not respond to her.

She leaned back on her hands and smiled at the younger woman. “And I have to admit that I’ve been interested in you since I first saw you earlier today.”

“Interested?” Phoebe could not believe what she was hearing. Was this woman actually admitting to the same feelings she herself had been fighting with all day long?

“You know what I mean. That dress—did you think I was just telling you how cute it is? It hugs your body in all the right ways.”

Zoe eyed Phoebe up and down quickly, as if to prove her point.

“I’ve been interested, and I kept thinking about you periodically throughout the day. It might sound a little corny, but I feel like there’s some sort of fate pulling us together in this elevator.”

Phoebe laughed, in spite of herself. “That does sound incredibly corny!” she said. “But it’s nice to hear. To be equally as honest, I’ve had you on my mind all day. I could barely get any work done this morning, just for thinking about you. I really wanted a chance to meet you again, so maybe you’re right. Maybe there’s some cosmic reason why we’re stuck in this elevator together.”

The words sounded silly coming out of her mouth, but Phoebe said them anyway.

She did not really believe in things like that, but she could not help herself. The woman she had fantasized about all morning was here, stuck with her in a small space, and telling her that she had the same feelings.

What more could she possibly want?

CHAPTER FIVE

There was a little more she wanted, to be sure, but she was not going to let herself think about that.

Her mind was still spinning from how quickly this conversation had come about.

She had to give herself a chance to catch up, or she was going to get completely lost in the other woman.

Then again, that might not have been such a bad thing. She thought she could get lost in Zoe for days, given half a chance.

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