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We’d sat at dinner for a while, eating and chatting, before Mrs. Foster bustled in with cheesecake. I’d tried not to eat too much, knowing that I’d be getting intimate with Hunter soon after, but everything tasted so good! I couldn’t help myself.     I was surprised at how easy it was to talk to Hunter. Being that he was a man of few words at work, a trait that had carried over into lunches and plane rides, I hadn’t expected him to open up so much. As we spoke, though, his sense of humor showed itself in the form of sarcasm, and his ideas and observations enhanced whatever silly thing I threw at him. It was quite possibly the most relaxed and easy I had ever seen him.     “Do you want to watch TV?” he asked as he hovered by the light switch.     I crawled up onto the bed, needing to lie down after that feast. “Which side do you want me?”     “The side furthest from the door. If a burglar comes in, I’ll die first.”
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