  &quot;How could you tell when you have never given him the hint?&quot;
  &quot;Hint that I might be interested in him? Oh Tom…,&quot; She laughed. But Tom didn t. He looked serious.
  &quot;Daniel has a girlfriend.&quot; She finally said.
  &quot;The poor boy had to move on,&quot; he said soberly
  &quot;Tom, Daniel didn t have a thing for me, I know it. It was all friendly and that s all.&quot;
  Tom was silent.
  &quot;Talking about chemistry,&quot; Mitchell hesitated before continuing, &quot;Is it possible for a man s touch, just a brief touch to send ripples of electricity over one s body?&quot; She asked, sounding naive.
  &quot;Yes.&quot; Tom answered, looking at her inquisitively. But when she didn t further, he continued. 
  &quot;When I met my wife, it was at a friend s party. We were introduced to each other by the host, and you know as courtesy demanded we shook hands, thoug

  She walked into her room, turned on the light, and was greeted with a beautiful sight that broke her face into a happy smile. Her room never fails to brighten her up. She walked to her desk and dropped her bag on it, before sinking on her bed and there she lay for a few minutes too tired to do anything, but she needed to get up for a hot shower.
   Her body needs it to relax.
  Dragging herself out of bed, after removing her shoes and undressing, she headed for the bathroom and ran a hot shower. 
  A few minutes later, she was back in her room dressed in one of her pajamas. She took out her phone from her bag, she had put it off when she was with Tom, it was a habit, she always made sure no one disturb her little time with her boss. She turned the phone on and put it on her nightstand, set her alarm for six. It was already a few minutes to twelve, Mitchell noticed glancing up at the bi

  &quot;Come over here, dinner is served. I figure it will be lovely eating outside tonight. The stars, moon, rippling sound of the seawater, and lovely weather... One shouldn t miss it... don t you think?&quot; 
  &quot;That almost sounds poetic to me, Tom. You are so smitten.&quot; Mitchell said as he followed him to the balcony where he had set the table for their dinner.
  Mitchell took her seat and opened the various dishes in front of her, allowing a pleased wow to escape her mouth.
  &quot;This looks good,&quot; she said with a smile.
  &quot;It even tastes better,&quot; Tom added. Taking his seat across from her. After filling their wine glass and returning the bottle into the bucket of ice.
  Mitchell dished food into her plate after Tom had done the same. He waited for her to take her first bite into her mouth, savoring every bit of it, Mitchell closed her eyes as she let out a

&quot;How could you tell when you have never given him the hint?&quot;
  &quot;Hint that I might be interested in him? Oh Tom…,&quot; She laughed. But Tom didn t. He looked serious.
  &quot;Daniel has a girlfriend.&quot; She finally said.
  &quot;The poor boy had to move on,&quot; he said soberly
  &quot;Tom, Daniel didn t have a thing for me, I know it. It was all friendly and that s all.&quot;
  Tom was silent.
  &quot;Talking about chemistry,&quot; Mitchell hesitated before continuing, &quot;Is it possible for a man s touch, just a brief touch to send ripples of electricity over one s body?&quot; She asked, sounding naive.
  &quot;Yes.&quot; Tom answered, looking at her inquisitively. But when she didn t further, he continued. 
  &quot;When I met my wife, it was at a friend s party. We were introduced to each other by the host, and you know as courtesy demanded we shook hands, though I had been taken by her look the second she walked into the room but nothing prepared me for

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