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tempt to stretch
your legs long。 To great dismay of Blair; all were done squeezed sardine in economy class。 …
But I have written the wrong number or something。
Blair continued with eyes on the puter screen。 No; she answered quietly。 Is that I gave
you the wrong number。
Miles extended his arm and passed by the fingers tips of hair from Blair。
… I missed you … he whispered。
She looked at him without smiling; eyes and departed again; asking yourself what Audrey
Hepburn would do in this situation unpleasant。
You know those religious fanatics who are in the car stickers that say: 〃What would Jesus?〃
Well; Blair had a look that said: 〃What would Audrey do?〃
Not that she had something wrong against Miles。 He was not a tallowy Armani and wore
beautiful clothes。 He was nice and was a friend of Aaron; who was also a nice guy; but if
she could choose; would not have any half…brother。 Blair should have felt flattered with the
attention of Miles; and maybe you feel if you were in the mood for shame on man。 But the
reality was that one of the afternoon; squeezed in the economic class of a small plane and
bum; with the puter in the neck and hair…tail of a dirty…horse; she was not willing to
paquerar anyone。
… Excuse me; miss; be interested in a copy of Vogue brtanica? … Asked the flight attendant
in first class。 He seemed a Pierce Brosnan newest and tallest; and if it were not using a
uniform United Arlin; which could well be a cat。
Blair picked up the magazine。 Realized that the flight attendant was not going to review all
the economy class; alone。
… I can serve you a drink? Champagne? … Offered him with a twinkling。
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