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“We really need to stop meeting like this,”
I look up and there he is again. Kieran. His arms are wrapped around my body as he’s caught me. My face is pressed onto his chest and I can smell his familiar masculine scent. This takes me back to six years ago and I don’t know whether I want to cry tears of happiness or tears of sadness, or maybe both, but it makes me want to cry and I don’t wanna cry! So, I quickly push him off and stand on my feet.
“What are you doing here?” I demand. “Have you been following me?”
He lets out a scoff and says, “A simple thank you would have sufficed,”
Then he proceeds to grab the gin bottle I was reaching for. He grabs it with ease and he moves on to grabbing two glasses from the bar.
“Gin and tonic, right?” He says, and without waiti
