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Damn. “Um, Yas, I kind have to talk to you, could you go home instead?”

“Too late, I’m here….oh.”

Ori looked up to see her little sister pressed against the main window, staring with a wide open mouth at the scene inside. Ori watched as a wide smile spread across Yas’s face. Her sister made a ‘well done’ signal to her. “I’ll be fine, Ori, you take your time. You’ve got protection, right?”

Ori scowled at her sister. “Yasmin Herd, you’d better…”

“Kidding! Kidding, sis, I meant the dogs, of course.”

“Go away now.”

Beaming, Yas gave her double finger-pistols through the window and disappeared. Ori turned to see Milo laying on the floor, Hamish and Flea jumping on his big chest.

“Help,” he shouted in mock-panic, “the wolves have gotten me.”

Ori laughed and shook her head. “Sorry, pal, nothing I can do. You’re dead meat.”

They’d shared a pepperoni pizza and laid waste to six beers by midnight, chatting and talking as if they were old friends. Ori couldn’t believe how easy it was to talk to him, and when he leaned over to kiss her again, it seemed like the most natural thing in the world.

“You should know,” she said, when breathless, they broke apart, “I’m not the sort of girl who…goes all the way on the first date.”

“Goes all the way? Excuse me, ma’am, are we in the 1950’s?” He was smiling. “I’m just kidding. Besides, this isn’t our first date?”

“It isn’t?”

“Nope. That’s tomorrow night.”

Ori grinned at him. “You’re very confident, Mr. Shaw.”

He pretended to consider then nodded. “Yes, yes, I am. Seriously, though, I’m fine about…that. I don’t want to rush anything here, Ori, I want to savor every last minute with you.”

His words made her stomach warm. Who was this man? He was the kind of man she didn’t think existed anymore: funny, intelligent, romantic. Was it too good to be true?

He was watching her. “I see what you’re thinking but I swear, no bs. I’m too old to play games anymore.” For the first time, she saw doubt creep into his eyes. “Ori…I’m guessing you’re what…mid-twenties? Would the age gap bother you?”

Ori could answer confidently this time. “Not in the slightest. It hadn’t even crossed my mind. And thank you for being…a gentleman.”

Milo gave a short cough of laughter. “Well, not so much…can I interest you in a little under-the-clothes action?” And he slipped his hand under her t-shirt and stroked her belly. Ori couldn’t help the moan of pleasure that escaped her and she pulled his lips down to hers.

“This isn’t at all the way I thought this day would go,” she murmured, hearing him chuckle as he maneuvered her under him on the couch.

It was getting light again before they fell asleep, a night of talking, kissing and caressing, a night that neither of them would forget. Milo wrapped her up in his arms and for the first time in an age, Ori felt completely safe and happy.

***

The rattle of metal screens being pulled up woke them before six. Despite the lack of sleep, they smiled at each other and Milo kissed her before she could object.

“Argh, my morning breath,” she protested but he shrugged.

“Mine too…we cancel each other out.” He kissed her again then they both made faces. “Well, maybe not.”

She extracted herself from his arms, grinning. “There’re spare toothbrushes upstairs – and a shower if you want.”

“You live upstairs?”

She shook her head. “No, it’s mostly stock upstairs, but it does have a bathroom, a small kitchen. Handy if I’m working too late to go home…or, you know, I’ve had strangers here all night.” She waggled her eyebrows at him and he laughed.

“Can I interest you in sharing a shower?”

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