Carlos said once they’d left the restaurant. “What do you do there?” “You mean, when I’m not planning weddings?” She gave her shawl another tug. If she pulled any tighter, she’d choke herself with the silk, but at least the action gave her something to do with her hands. She’d tried leaving them down by her sides, but felt awkward swinging her fingers near the edge of his jacket, like she was waiting for him to snatch her hand in his grip. Larissa wondered if he felt the awkwardness, too, because he had his hand stuffed deep in his pockets. “I work for an advertising agency,” she told him. “Media sales.” “Sounds interesting.” “You’re being polite.” Media sales definitely wasn’t interesting, at least not to her. “But it pays the bills a lot better than catering.” “Ah, so you did plan events.” “Waitress.
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