He stood in front of the newspaper’s large glass door and read Laura’s name and title. His body hummed with the feel of her presence as he watched her sitting with her full attention to the computer screen. Bryan, old boy, all you have to do is convince her that she likes you. So why did he feel like he was about to approach a man-eating shark? The two sandwich bags he held suddenly felt like lead weights, and he regretted his idea of a picnic lunch rather than taking her to a restaurant. Before he could abandon the idea and ditch the sacks in a public waste receptacle, Laura looked up, offered a smile, and motioned him inside. She closed the laptop. “Right on time. I’m starved.” He held forth the two white bags labeled with large red lobsters wearing chef’s hats. To his chagrin, she was not smiling. “I thought a picnic at the gazebo might be fun. Can I entice you with lobster rolls?” When she didn’t give an immediate response, he said, “Or…not.” The discomfort of his smile echoed in his blue eyes.
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