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she jumped in line for the next available cashier. What was her
issue? Did she really think it was time for her to be dating? Not really. There
was so much to do at work and there was no way she would have an ounce of time
to spare for a relationship, no matter how much she missed the feeling naked
flesh pressed next to hers…or the scent of man after making passionate love
and--
    “I see somebody’s a little impatient.”
    She snapped out of her thoughts to see him again. He had a smirk on his face that made him look sexy as hell but infuriating
at the same time. “Oh, it’s you again,” she said flatly. “What do you want?”
    He reached into his cart and handed her
a bottle of pink rosé wine. “You left this back there and thought I’d track you
down.”
    She reluctantly took the bottle and
placed it in her cart. “Happy now?” she asked sarcastically, cocking her head
to the side.
    His chest rumbled with a laugh. “Sure.”
    She rolled her eyes and turned her
attention back to the line in front of her where a woman old enough to be her
great grandmother was taking her sweet time counting a bunch of pennies from
her purse and handing them to a young, young-looking cashier.
    Eventually Sabrina pushed her cart
forward once the old woman departed and the line moved up. “Hi. Long day?” the
cashier asked Sabrina, noticing the strained look on her face.
    “Yes. I hate coming to the grocery store.
Way too many people in one place.”
    “Don’t we all?” she said as she began
scanning some items and bagging them. “I swear it’s the worst part of being
single. I wish I had a man to do all my cooking and shopping for me.” She
laughed at the ridiculous request.
    “I second that,” added the guy from
behind her.
    Sabrina and the cashier both exchanged
empty looks before looking in his direction to see him looking confused yet
amused. She didn’t pay him any mind and turned back to the cashier, who was
looking at her pleasantly.
    “That’ll be forty-eleven,” the cashier
announced, looking at Sabrina expectantly.
    Sabrina dug into her purse for her
wallet and was about to lose her mind when she couldn’t find it. Where the hell
did I put that thing? She asked herself curiously. This could not be happening.
    “Funny thing. I accidentally left my
wallet in the car. I could have sworn I brought it with me.” Great. Now
everybody behind her was looking at her as if she became the old lady who was
there a while ago taking too long. “Can I leave my stuff here and run to my car
really quick?”
    The cashier frowned and said, “Ma’am, as
much as I’d like to do that, I can’t hold up the line.”
    “It’s only going to take me like five
minutes. I parked right in the front.”
    The cashier shook her head from side to
side. “I’m so sorry.”
    “Damn it!” she shouted, slamming her
purse into the shopping cart. She could feel the blood began to boil under her
skin. She looked really ridiculous standing in line trying to argue with a
cashier when all she wanted to do was run to her car and get her damn wallet.
    Just when she thought things were going
to go from bad to worse, the guy who had been bothering her spoke up yet again.
     “I have an idea: I’ll lend you the
money and you can pay me back later. No big deal.” He produced a crisp hundred
dollar bill and handed it to the cashier.
    Maybe he wasn’t so bad after all. Or
maybe he was a serial killer pretending to be nice guy so he could lure her to
her car, drug her, and do God knows what else.
    Sleep deprivation had her mind reeling.
    “Thank you,” she grumbled, doing
everything in her power not to look the stranger in his eyes. She didn’t need
to fall in love in a damn grocery store. How pathetic? Disaster averted, she
rushed to the parking lot to find her car and ironically lost control of the
cart. She tried to grab it, but it sped away from her and crashed into the side
of a silver Audi that was parked close to her Benz. She