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font-size: 13px;">Carefully, she skimmed over the menu as Alex promised her she could order whatever her heart desired. The menu was adorned with a selection of hearty, yet upmarket pub classics. It was certainly no Margherita pizza in Italy but the options caused her to smile, enjoying the slower pace small town charm. A few options sparked her interest, making a mental note of a handful of the appetizers that elicited a soft growl in her stomach. <br/>
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<i>"I can do either one. How about I close up shop for a little bit and I can bring you some muffins for lunch? Of course, there might be a slight fee for delivery."</i><br/>
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Brilliant blue eyes drew back to Alex as he agreed to her suggestion, including one of his own. Plump lips parted, appreciative of his offer, yet she shook her head. "I would never ask you to close up just for me, Alex. No matter how sweet that is," a shy smile played on her lips, "How about I meet you at the cafe for lunch? Then I won't have to worry about this <i>fee.</i>" She caught the flirtatious honey of his tone, unable to dismiss the idea of what he had in mind for his delivery fee. The way he drew attention to the word suggested it wasn't of monetary value. Or was she reading into it too much?<br/>
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"Alone time? What makes you think that's what I'm craving?" Kelsie lifted a brow, challenging him to elaborate further, "Because we haven't spoken for a while? Or were you-" <br/>
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She was cut off by the return of the quirky waitress, who had an old fashioned and salted caramel martini balanced expertly on a black tray. The woman offered a brief smile before placing down both drinks in front of the pair of them before whipping out her notepad and pen from her apron pocket. "Any idea what you'd like to eat?" she asked, flicking the pen between her finger tips, "We have mac and cheese bites as our appetizer special and a brisket burger for the main special." <br/>
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Figuring Alex wouldn't mind if she took the initiative to order them a couple of appetizers as he'd suggested, Kelsie scanned over the menu again. "Could we please grab the halloumi fries, the pork belly bites, pumpkin arancini balls, the garlic bread and... maybe we'll try the mac and cheese bites too," she concluded, folding the menu book shut, gathering Alex's from beside her and shuffling them towards the waitress as she jotted down their order on her notepad, "Won't be long." <br/>
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As she departed from their table, beelining towards the kitchen, Kelsie turned back to Alex. "I see you've been keeping tabs on my social media accounts?" the blonde chuckled, drawing the martini glass to her lips as she took a sip. The sweet, salty beverage caressed her tongue before the warmth of the alcohol pooled through her body. They'd certainly not been shy with their vodka pour. The effects of inebriation were soon to announce themselves as she continued to sip on the cocktail.<br/>
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"Well, hmm. Let's see... I work as an occupational therapist, finished my degree a couple of years ago. I currently live in Florida, bought a house there two years ago now, it was a bit of a dump, but I've had a <i>lot </i>of fun doing it up. It's been a challenge though, I'm so indecisive with picking colours so I've repainted the inside a couple of times," she laughed, touselling a hand through her blonde mane, "I broke up with Clayton last week, who I'd been with for three years as well. I'll spare you the gory details on that one." Kelsie reached for the martini and sipped again, the bitterness of the vodka cutting through the sweetness of the caramel, leaving a slight burn as she swallowed. "My parents moved to Australia actually, the travel bug never left them. Hugh followed in dad's footsteps and now is in the police force..." she trailed off, appearing to be deep in thought for a moment. So much had happened since they last saw each other - what did Alex know and what <i>didn't </i>he?<br/>
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There was likely a fair chunk of information she'd left out, but the basics were more than enough to start with. "How about you? How long have you been running the cafe for now? It seems like a real hit with the locals."<br/>
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