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That island, out in the Indian Ocean.

I was beautiful, like every other woman who bore the same mark I did, and had been impeccably trained in the art of charming money, information, and any manner of other things out of men.

That was supposed to be behind me though.

And… yeah, this was just a hot tea, but it still felt… weird.

I couldn’t dwell on that.

I got my ass back across the street, through the shop, up to my apartment. By the time I got myself back into my comfy lounge clothes, my tea had cooled enough to comfortably sip.

In the window.

While I watched.

Maybe he’d blended in before, but this time, nearly an hour after I’d been home, I spotted him coming through the door. He stood in front of the shop with a group of guys for a while, talking, laughing, just…being.

He was beautiful.

I hadn’t lied about my lack of interest, but that didn’t mean I couldn’t look.

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