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Then, a different scent reached her nose for a split second and was gone, but it was enough to remind her of why she was here. Well, beyond hearing what the kiss at her bookstore meant. She pulled back with a gasp and turned to the table. "The food's getting cold. We should probably eat it. I bet it's absolutely delicious. You don't work at a restaurant for nothing." She winked at him, looking into those dark eyes that she so often found hard to escape. Her heart has stopped pounding in her chest, but now it was fluttering like a bird.