She’d seemed to like him. And he and the cat were agreed: she was fantastic, perfect, curvy and gorgeous, and he wanted to cover her in jewels.All he had to do was wait.That would be easier if he had any patience.Chris swept in. “Well?” he said. “She was smiling.”“It...it was all right. Fine. I think she’ll agree to coffee, at least.” He smiled a little. “She liked my cats.”“See?” Chris grinned. “I told you.”“What did you do to Laura Moore?”“I gave her a personal tour of our state-of-the-art conservation facilities, of course,” Chris grinned. “The recycling, composting, waste sorting—”“You put her knee-deep in trash and shit,” Paul said wryly.Chris shrugged his shoulders. “Sometimes you have to go with the classics. Like I said, she could get an excellent article out of it if she was willing to put in the work—we’ve wanted to encourage more businesses to follow our model all along. You want some coffee? I’d kill for a latte.”“Yeah, you can grab me something,”
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