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Sweet mother of pearl, what the heck had she said or done? Just when things were finally settling into friendly mode with Lucas, he’d shut down. Didn’t he understand that his icy attitude was exactly what scared someone like Boris? Boris was a sensitive soul. Lucas’ dark and frowning demeanor would frighten him.
A kind word and a smile would go a long way—especially his outrageously charming smile—but would Lucas remember that or would he revert to his old self? She’d better talk to Boris on her own first.
While Lucas paid for their coffees—she didn’t protest, since she’d apparently forgotten her wallet on the Forget Me Not—she wandered out onto the boardwalk. A brisk wind cut across from the ocean side and she wished she had her fleece with her. A tourist on a rented beach cruiser b
