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“Don’t tempt me,” she says. “I suspect you aren’t part of the mafia, so chances are, we’ll get caught. Since orange isn’t my color, I won’t entertain the thought.”

Yikes.

“Maybe I gave you a fake name. How do you know I’m not the most wanted mob king on the FBI’s list? Remember, you said you didn’t want to know anything about me.”

She doesn’t answer, but I feel her moving away from me.

“I’m pulling your leg. I’m an honest citizen. There are no bodies hidden under my pool.”

“Good to know.”

“For what it’s worth, I’m sure he’ll get what’s coming to him.”

“I doubt it. Some people are like Teflon,” she says.

He really did a number on her.

Isn’t it ironic?

She’s unwilling to share her full name, yet, she just shared something far more personal.

A long stretch of silence passes between us.

“I wonder how much time we have left before the oxygen runs out,” I say.

“What?”

“I’m pulling your leg again.”

“You’re just mean.” There’s lightness in that statement.

“Not at all. I just wanted to get a reaction out of you since it seems it’s all I can get.”

She lets out a low laugh.

“Are we friends now?” I ask.

“Not even in your wildest dreams, loverboy.”

“Look at that, you stumbled onto something.”

“What are you talking about?” I’m sure she’s sporting a frown.

“I’m a lover, not a fighter.”

“Moving right along,” she says.

I chuckle.

Feeling like we’ve made progress, I take a chance.

“You smell lovely, by the way.”

The closed space traps the exquisite floral scent of her perfume.

“Thanks,” she says. “I’m lucky you didn’t eat garlic, yogurt or sardines for breakfast. Halitosis is so unattractive.”

I chuckle again. “Is that your way of saying you like how I smell?”

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