“You can’t rewind it,” Stan said as she pushed it open. “But you can give yourself something to look forward to.”
“Oh? Like what?”
“Drinks and dinner with me tonight.” His smile had a magnetic quality she found hard to ignore.
Ostia grinned, taking a long look at him. He was about 5’10”, with wavy brown hair and dancing blue eyes. A shadow darkened his chin, just enough to be sexy. He carried himself with confidence, but he wasn’t cocky.
“I’d like that.”
He looked and sounded so happy, Ostia almost laughed.
“Really. You seem like a nice man and you’re willing to rewind the clock for me—if you had the skill set.”
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