During a quiet moment, Carlos confesses out of the blue, “You make me smile...” He gestures to his heart. “In here.”
He says that to all the ladies, I’m sure, Shannon thinks, blushing just the same. Nervously, she finishes off her latest glass and holds it out for Carlos to replenish. His is barely touched.
“It’s true, Shannon. I like the way I feel when I’m with you. I feel... I can trust you.” His eyes seem to search out her deepest secrets.
Shannon swallows. He pours her another. Then another.
She can’t remember how many glasses she’s emptied so far, but soon, he’s ordering a second bottle.
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