Smiles were reserved for .....for....no one, but herself.
Smile at him.
She urged herself to no avail, telling herself.
He couldn't possibly want you.
Her gaze kept meeting his...
He got up with a stronger switch than her hips could muster without seeming....loose.
She still had it in her - the thought of the possibility of someone, something new.
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