<span style="font-family: 'Didact Gothic', 'sans-serif'">Lettie blushed again as he took her hand in his. She could feel the calluses from hard work against her skin. He knew what hard work was. Felt like. She admired that in a man. "I don't think it would be a problem to get a night off. My papa wouldn't mind me resting my voice within the next few days."<br/>
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She gave him a smile, running her fingertip lighting against him forearm. "I look forward to our time together Tony."</span>