Pre-Dinner Drinks

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“Where are you going?” Cruz asked as he looked up from his phone. It started buzzing not five minutes after they’d finished what he’d started. Now he was collecting his things to take a shower. “I’m dressed. I’m going to go down to the lounge and get a drink. I need one if I’m going to have to pretend to like you for an hour.” She needed out of there before he realized she’d removed the handle to the hot water. “You could wait fifteen minutes, and I’ll come down with you. We can have a drink together.” “No.” She shrugged. “Hey,” he reached for her as she started for the door, “you look beautiful. The dress is perfect on you like I knew it would be. You know,” he ran his knuckles down her cheek, “you could consider for a moment how amazing we are together, drop the anger and we could tr

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