Carlos looked beside him, over at her with a smile. “Don’t got any Halloween parties planned, then?” he asked her. “Not even for work?”
She nodded before picking her phone back up, soon sending a text his way.
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It is I, the great cookie
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Carlos looked at the text and giggled, saving
the number. “Oh, you’re silly,” he chuckled. “What are your plans this week? In
general – you don’t have to go into specifics. We just met after all.”
The Perfect Scientist 