Damn him all to hell for his inability to do the simple dance steps she wanted him to do. A smile on her face was much better than the discouraged frown. But as Harper said, the competition wasn’t really important. Keeping Poe safe was. But in this case it was important, to her, and he was worried she would cut him loose and that would put an end to having an excuse to hang around with her. He didn’t want to let Harper down. Now that he’d met Poe, he was doubly determined to stay close. His only recourse was to get into her good graces and hope his charm did what his freaking feet couldn’t. Keep her interested. “How about we get a coffee? It’s just right around the corner. We can get a little better acquainted.” She looked at her skull-shaped watch and frowned. “It’s getting late. I should really get home.” Was she not interested or was she sincere? With most women he could take the hint, but Poe was indescribable. He kept getting lost when he looked at her. He used the excuse to himself that getting to know her better would make guarding her easier.
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