The Playboy’s Friend-2

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“Thanks,” I murmured, finally finding my voice. “You’re welcome.” The man tucked the card back into his wallet before stuffing it in his back pocket. “Maybe I’ll see you again.” I found myself nodding. “Sure. I hope so.” He turned his head to his friends who were waiting by the exit. “I’d better go. My buddies are waiting.” “Yeah,” I answered, wishing that he didn’t have to go just yet so I could look at his incredible eyes for a while longer. He offered me another smile. “See you.” “Good night,” I answered. I looked after the men as they went on out the door, kicking myself. I should have asked him his name. Falling For Him For days after Cliff and his boys had come into the restaurant, I found myself hoping to see the man again. Tracy and Cliff had been chatting, and had plans

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