Finally stepping out of the cleansing and satisfying shower, Paul heard Charlette’s “See you tonight,” though he was unable to respond to her fast enough, hearing the front door close behind her.<br/><br/>Sure enough, moments later, he could hear her VW start up.  Blessed be the respite from her appetite.<br/><br/>Suck it up, Old Man.  You need to increase your vitamin intake.<br/><br/>Paul had absolutely no idea what he was on about.  And anyway, he’d stalled long enough on reading Jemma’s text.<br/><br/><i><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#00ff00">I really need to see you.<br/>
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Jem</span></i><br/><br/>What the hell? Paul thought.  Just like that?  What if I don’t wanna see you?  Of course, he’d never say that to her, nor type it for that matter.<br/><br/><i><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff8000">When and where?</span></i><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff8000"></span><br/><i><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff8000">P</span></i>