Cathy nodded as she took another piece of sushi. “Have more of this. Don’t make me look like a pig. So you figured to practice your mad lurve-making skills on this dude and get back up to speed . . . what’s his name anyway?”
“Mike.” Fiona swished a piece of sushi in the spicy sauce.
Laughing, Fiona said, “Well, I don’t know. He made this big joke of it, like he was a mobster. He did look Italian and could put on a great Tony Soprano type of voice.”
“But you don’t really think . . .” Cathy whispered and leaned across the table. “He is?” — read more here
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