The Disaster in the Date
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He smiled softly at her, but that changed into a grin as he added, “besides, I can use it to my advantage given that I -” he leaned into Maggie’s space. “Like octopus.”
Gemma watched, astonished, as Omar very comfortably speared a few pieces from Maggie’s plate and ate it, the other woman unbothered, as if it were a common occurrence.
Was it?












