Olivia

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As he led me to the bar, I couldn’t help but wonder what he wanted to speak to me about. I was a stranger in Miami and I didn’t have any business with anybody there.

When we reached the bar, he pulled out one of the stools for me to sit. “Please be fast, I was waiting for my food,” I said to him as I climbed the stool.

He chuckled. “I couldn’t resist speaking to such a beautiful woman. But sure, I’ll be fast.” He responded and I didn’t miss his thick ...