Rochelle brushed her jeans off and glanced over her shoulder at him. She was still fancing the flamingos. She shrugged, but seemed bemused. She knew she was decent with them. It never occured to her as a magic touch, it just came naturally.
"Thanks. I got experience. With kids and guys who ACT like kids."
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"Thanks. I got experience. With kids and guys who ACT like kids."