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Chapter 18April called him later on Friday night. “Can I see you?” “Sure. Are you okay?” “I’m fine. I just…I really need to see you.” He sucked in a breath. Could that mean she was falling in love with him? “And maybe we could go to the Chocolateria? I can meet you there.” “The Chocolateria sounds fine.” And since she’d need her scooter the next day, it made sense for her to drive to the place that had become theirs, although he’d follow her home to make sure she arrived safely. “I’m getting off in a few minutes. I’m sorry, this isn’t enough notice.” “It’s fine,” he repeated. “I’ll be there in twenty minutes.” He hung up, pulled on a pair of jeans, stepped into running shoes, then put his cellphone in his pocket and grabbed up his keys. * * * * April was already seated at what the