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“I’m buying,” he told her. “It’s the least I can do after what happened.”

“Ha. Sure, bring me out for coffee instead of a steak when you’re doing apology buying.”

He flashed her a smile that was so familiar she felt her heart constrict. At the same time, she experienced a very distinct “wow—handsome guy” tingle in the area just south of her belly button. It had been so long it took her a second to recognize sexual attraction.

She was pathetic, she thought as she ordered her usual grande skinny vanilla latte. This was the closest she’d come to dating in the past five or six years. She really needed to get out more. And just as soon as she had a little free time, she would work on that.

“Tall drip,” Justice told the girl.

Patience rolled her eyes. “Very masculine. I’m not even surprised.”

He flashed her another smile. “I don’t strike you as the soy-chai-latte type?”

“No, but I’d pay to watch you drink one.”

“Not enough money in the world.”

They moved aside to wait for their orders, then took them over to a table in the corner.