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Ana was sitting at the breakfast bar of the kitchen bench as Taylor stood behind the bench in the kitchen making them coffee and toast. “Sorry, I don’t cook…” Taylor said with a boyish grin. After last night he was feeling more confident. He had gone to bed soon after their kiss and Ana backing off…leaving her to her thoughts. He knew by the happy say she had greeted him this morning it had been the right decision. Ana smiled at him. “That’s okay…” “Maybe we could sneak out somewhere later?” Taylor tested the waters. Ana looked at him surprised and then smiled shyly with a little blush on her cheeks. “Yeah, that would be nice, but are you sure we should?” “Trust me, babe…I know how to sneak through this city.” Ana laughed a cute little snort. “I’m sure you do.” They both paused as t

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