Sometimes you just have to know. Every morning she sips her cappuccino with a work colleague and wrinkles her nose as she laughs at something inconsequential. I have to know. We make eye contact with enough of a hint of a smile crossing our faces while my mind strangely imagines her walking down the aisle in nothing but a veil that barely hides her beautiful backside. I whisper something.
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