He smiled. “What was that for?”
“Just ‘cause. Can I help you clean up?”
“Nah. I got this. You go work. We’ll see each other again soon, don’t you worry.”
I grinned. “I dunno. Maybe I should worry?” Then I thought of something. “Hey, do you go running in the mornings?”
“Yeah. I thought I saw another guy out there the other day. Was that you?”
“Yup. Maybe we can run together some time, though I don’t profess to have your stamina.”
His smile then was lecherous. “We’ll have to test that theory.”
Chuckling, I said, “I’m in my forties. I don’t know if I can handle you.” I backed away. “See you soon, Dax, and stay away from single-minded women.”
He shuddered. “If you see me running like a bat out of hell, you’ll know why.”
I cackled and waved as I left through the back door.
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