How did he do that? Xxx His laugh was hearty, filled with energy. Do you have a license for that?” He indicated at the cart with a perfectly pedicured finger, his watch catching the light. Her skin was hot, and she could feel the familiar flush of a reddened face. “Where did you park?” He asked. “Perhaps we should exchange insurance information.”
“What… “You must not let him know his effect, and you must not act on it, because that’s not civilized.”
“I’ve ruined your shoe,’ she said matter of factly. “Your shoe is ruined, and I’m responsible. He casually dropped each bag into the cart; she paid nervously without a word. It was so uncharacteristically rude of her to even internalize such a thought! “I should have known you drove this. …” she let the sentence hang go in the air, a flirtation that toed the line, completely
