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Churlish?” I asked. He chuckled.
    “He is losing his post and will stand trial for assault and for illegal use of a listening device. I did hear that he fell on his way to the brig.”
    “Really?” I questioned innocently.
    “Yes, apparently he had a black eye, an injured knee, cracked ribs and he is having trouble speaking.”
    “I can't imagine how that could have happened. You?” I said. He laughed softly.
    “Not a clue Jayne. Not a clue. So how are we going to work this.” I knew what he was talking about. I shrugged and hugged him.
    “When we are on duty we are on duty. When we are not were not. I would suggest we do not advertise, just for appearance’s sake. But Tara knows, I am sure, although she has not said anything and won't.”
    “It is going to be an interesting journey Jayne.” I smiled and kissed him.
    “Always Jake, always.”
     
    THE END
     
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Billionaires’ Charm
    “Here is your cappuccino sir, and your mocha will be coming right up.” I smiled at the well dressed patron as I handed him the small cup. My friend and employee Donna was finishing the mocha for the other man sitting at the table.
    “Thank you Vicky. Is that short for Victoria?” He asked after reading my name tag. His piercing blue eyes returned to meet mine. I had to give him credit, it was the only time he had looked at my chest. His eyes were amazing though.
    “Yes it is, you can just call me Vicky, everyone does.” He smiled a devastatingly handsome smile, which with his blue eyes could entrance a woman if she were not careful. His black hair was swept back and fit his chiseled features. Out of my reach though, I thought to myself. By the cut of his gray suit he had some serious money; that was also shown by his ring and cufflinks.
    The other man at the table got up and came over as Donna walked down with the mocha.
    “Here you are sir,” she said with her own cute smile. He too was a handsome man. Short, red hair with rugged features and a ready smile. He wore a suit without a tie and it looked a little mussed, if clean. Both men looked like they were in good shape by the way their clothes hung on them.
    “Thank you, Miss. How much do I owe you?”
    “That will be eight dollars and forty five cents.” The redhead pulled out a money clip and peeled off a ten and told me to keep it. I thanked him.
    “So, do you ladies like working here?”
    “I do, it is a fun job,” I answered.
    “Yeah, it is a good job,” said Donna. “Vicky is a great boss though and that makes a difference.” The man’s eyebrows went up and he looked a little embarrassed.
    “Oh sorry, you are the manager.”
    “I am also the owner,” I told him. He grinned.
    “I must remind myself to avoid making assumptions. My name is Max, and my friend here is Axel. You have a lovely shop Vicky and equally lovely employees.” He was pretty charming. I could see his interest in me contained in his gaze and polite smile. Axel seemed to be giving me a subtle once over as well.
    “Thank you Max. It is always nice to hear it, I am proud of the place. I opened in the winter and we are still doing well even with the better spring weather.” Axel was interested in the pastries and Donna went with him to the other end of the counter where the display was, to help him decide. She was always a little flirty. It was good for business and fun to watch. Although something about Max kept my attention.
    “I have seen you in here before, Max, so tell me, what brings you back? Is it the atmosphere, or the location? I like feedback and I would appreciate any critique you can give me.” I heard myself saying. Great Vic, I told myself silently, now