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The Caffeinated Grape Cafe #3
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Donovan woke at sunrise, went for his two-mile walk along the beach, and then stopped at EJ’s for his morning bagel and sweet tea. After breakfast, he hurried home for a shower and a change of clothes before grabbing his laptop and camera and heading for The Caffeinated Grape. Dallas was pulling into a parking space as he reached Ocean Street.
“Good morning,” Donovan said as Dallas climbed from her car.
Dallas momentarily ignored whatever she’d been reaching for and turned to greet Donovan with a hug and a brief kiss.
“Good morning,” she said after the kiss. “Don’t you look like the public relations professional this morning?”
“Why, thank you kindly, ma’am,” Donovan replied with a thick southern drawl. “If I may say so, you look lovely this morning.”
Dallas spun around, causing the tail of her peasant shirt to billow out and giving Donovan a momentary glimpse of her tanned, flat belly. With the peasant shirt, Dallas wore a pair of navy blue Capri pants and Rainbow flip-flops.
