chapter thirty-two point five

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Four Weeks Ago... Ah. There he is. And I smiled to my own delight. Today, I fancied myself watching him saunters into the shop with a small smile on his freshly shaven face (yesterday he had a pool of short beard covering that strong jaw). And even though I had fantasized over that rugged look of him yesterday, I have decided that his clean face still topped my list of "Most Favorite Daily Tyler Look". I looked up to the clock just above the counter, the cash girl smiles flirtatiously at Tyler as he calls in his usual. Of course, I didn't have to be affected by the normal scene that takes place almost every day, six times a week. I knew Tyler gets attention just as much as he could wish for (probably more than he even wanted to) and I'm just one of those women who puts up the successfu

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