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Sean’s POV
I landed back in Nebraska at about four-thirty in the afternoon. I had gotten to know a few things about Paris in the short time I had talked with her. She loved Italian food, she could speak French, she loved art and she enjoyed kids.
I got in my car and drove to my apartment to drop my things off there. While I stood in the living room, I got my phone out of my pocket and texted Paris. This was a long shot and I hoped it worked.
“Hey, I’m back. I was thinking we could go hang out and I could teach you some Spanish.”
“Ok. That sounds good. Do I need to bring my book?”
“No. Do you have anything nice to wear?”
“Yeah. Where are we going to “hang out”?”
“How does the best Italian restaurant in town sound to you?”
“It sounds amaz
