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Dex could not stop smiling. He tried to remember the last time he had so much fun and came up blank. Taylor was different from anyone else he knew, and it was obvious they both needed the night out.
“Another?” she asked, holding a piece of sushi in her chopsticks like she’d been using them her whole life.
He shook his head and leaned back in their booth for two. “I’ll let you have that one.”
She laughed at him and popped the piece in her mouth around a smirk. “No more eel for you?”
He twisted his lips in disgust. “No. I think I’ve had enough eel for a lifetime.”
She cackled and reached for her glass. He encouraged her to have a drink with dinner. She’d confessed she never trusted anyone else enough to be her designated driver so she never had more than one drink when she went out.
