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Anna
In the cab, I kept thinking I should stop this now. That I was in over my head. If this went badly, the next couple of months working with Rob would be one long painful experience. But there was an electrical surge flowing between us. The air almost crackled, and I found it hard to breathe. I took short, sharp, shallow breaths all the way to his place. By now we were both shy, barely looking at each other, mostly looking at our feet. On my way up the steps to his flat, I now noticed how tired and thirsty I was from the beer and the dancing.
“Can I get a glass of water?” I asked, suddenly feeling like a child on a playdate.
He turned the key, still not meeting my eyes. “Sure.”
We got in and took off our jackets like timid school kids. I stood in the hallway fiddling with mine as
