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My eyes widened slightly, nut just at her words, but also her tone. I think I detected an undertone of pride in her voice.
Or I was starting to get desperate.
Before I could decide how to respond to her words, the waitress walked to our table with a tray. I'd say she was pretty quick with service. Or pretty scared.
She avoided meeting any of our gazes, placed the food down, mumbled something and ran off again.
I didn't miss the look of amusement on Xyla's face, that she was trying fairly hard to hide. What a sweetheart.
"Dive in," I gestured to her burger, while popping a chip into my mouth.
Xyla stared at it, and pushed her sleeves up, ready to pick it up. But then she froze, her eyes darted around, and she lowered the sleeves again. She picked up the burger, eebrows pulli
