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"Anyway, I was hoping you could do us one last favor." he said, pausing for a moment to listen to Autumn's distant chatter with the bookstore employee. She really did have a knack for making friends, just like her father. "Would you be willing to join us for lunch? If it's not too busy." he asked, the last part of the sentence almost as a joke, considering the bookstore was all but deserted right now. "Just...to make up for last night." he added. There were no other intentions behind the offer this time, no avoided subject that Jacob was reluctant to bring up, no favor waiting to be asked. He truly just wanted a nice, quiet lunch with someone he'd become quite fond of within just a few conversations. "No secrets this time, i promise." he let a soft smile grace his lips, wide enough to form dimples, as he waited and hoped Ben would believe him and accept.