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Kismet or Happenstance Ch 02
Two short e-mails, four days and a phone call later, Ana’s eyes flitted between the occupied tables at the tapas restaurant, her watch and the sympathetic expression on the hostess’s face. She swept the errant strands annoying her right shoulder back into the twist above her nape. Great. Just great. He’d either left or— ‘You’re late.’ Ana turned around, startled by the stern, deep timbre, relieved he was here. There he stood, all annoyed in a smoky grey business suit—two buttons on his...