“A taxi to my place.” I said it as if it were the only option. I could have suggested the zoo, or the beach, but that would just have been a waste of time.
At last, she smiled. She bared a row of too white teeth, the unexpected dimples in her cheeks making up for it. “The foolishness of youth.” She shook her head, but kept her smile. “What’s so great about your place?”
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