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Yvonne couldn’t help taking in how utterly handsome he was, from his square chin to his curly, well-groomed shoulder-length beard, to the dark brown face that framed those gorgeous blue eyes.
“Oh hey! It’s you!” Simon said warmly as he approached the seat right next to Yvonne--
“Thanks again for helping me out last week. I guess I need to beef up my throwing arm if I’m gonna live here, huh?”
Yvonne tried her hardest to focus on Simon’s words rather than the gorgeous mouth he was using to form them, and just barely realized he had finished talking.
“Uhh yeah, totally!”
“I had no idea you were part of this production! Are you cast or crew?”
“Crew. Choreographer.” That was all she felt she’d be able to say without dissolving into a babbling mess.
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