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" With a regrettable sigh he shook his head." I'm sorry, but this isn't going to work out." " What the hell are you doing, Trevor?" Hankdemanded anxiously. No doubt the manwouldn't be getting laid tonight, but Trevorcouldn't help it. He had his standards andthis woman failed them." Maybe we could go grab a cup of coffeesomewhere and get to know-" He held up his hand, stopping her before shemade an even bigger fool out of herself." Please stop." " But, I was only-" " Don't beg." " I wasn't. I was just-" " Begging?" Trevor guessed, sighing. " I know,but you're going to have to accept that thiswould never work out." She frowned up at him. " I wasn't begging. Iwas just going to suggest that we should-" " Look," he said, reaching for the door, " thiss just getting sad. I'm just going to go beforethings get out of hand. "
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" If I order an appetizer is there any chance I can get it quickly? I'm two and a half months pregnant with a Bradford," she said, not mentioning it was twins because the thought was actually starting to scare her and she hadn't told Trevor yet and didn't want him finding out this way. She just hoped the woman understood because she was close to crying. Judging by the slightly startled look on the woman's face she did.The waitress shook her head. " No, you're right. You probably won't be able to survive the wait," she said, sending Trevor, who was still trying to get the woman to leave, a glare. " I'll bring you out a bowl of clam chowder followed by chicken fingers, they'll only take a few minutes to prepare. Will that work?" Zoe nodded solemnly. " You are my hero." " I'll put a rush on your food," the waitress said before walking away." Bless you," Zoe said, fighting the urge to kiss the woman. "