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marketing?”
     
                  “I like the fast pace,” Kara said. “I like that clients call sometimes and need something almost immediately. My boss, Ms. Watson, is kind of a stickler, but she’s brilliant. She’s also really good about letting me sit in on the brainstorm sessions and making sure that I get the credit that I deserve when I come up with a good idea.” Kara laughed. “That made me sound like I’m really full of myself didn’t it? What I mean is that some bosses use their subordinate’s ideas and pass them off as their own. Ms. Watson never does things like that and it’s helped me get a raise or two in the past.”
     
                  “So you’re planning to work your way up the old fashioned way?” Thomas asked.
     
                  “Dedication and hard work always pay off in the end,” Kara agreed. “It’s just hard on impatient people like me. I’ve been known to toot my own horn pretty frequently.”
     
                  “I never quite have the courage to do that,” he admitted. “However, I very much admire those who do.”
     
                  Kara gave him a smile as she signaled the waiter.
     
                  “Can I get two iced mochas to go, please?” she asked as she handed over her credit card.
     
                  “You don’t have to pay,” Thomas protested. “I’m the one who asked you here!”
     
                  “Yes I know,” she said. “But I owe you a coffee and this has been really fun. You can get the next one.” She was just as surprised as he looked by her invitation but she couldn’t say that she regretted making it.
     
                  “Then may I take you to dinner tomorrow night?” he asked shyly after a moment. “Maybe you could show me around the town.”
     
                  “I think I’d like that,” she said as their coffees were dropped off. “I’ll send my address to your work email this afternoon. I’m sure you’re in the company directory by now.”
     
                  “That sounds wonderful. Should we plan for seven o’clock then?”
     
                  “That’s good for me,” she said as she stood up and pulled on her light jacket. “I’ll email you my number, too, so you can let me know if your plans change.”
     
                  “They won’t,” he said confidently. There was no way he was going to let anything interfere with taking her to dinner again.

Chapter Five
     
                  “How was work?” Michelle asked over their grilled chicken salads that night.
     
                  “Pretty good,” Kara answered. “I had lunch with the guy who spilled his coffee all over me. His name is Thomas.”
     
                  “A date?” Michelle asked with a happy smile.
     
                  “No. I don’t think you could call it that. I owed him a coffee anyway.”
     
                  “So you went to a coffee shop for lunch?” Michelle looked confused.
     
                  “No,” Kara said with a laugh. “We got Thai food. Did you know he’s never had it?”
     
                  “He should have known that wouldn’t last long if he was going out with you,” Michelle pointed out. “You’re a Thai addict.”
     
                  “We aren’t going out,” Kara said with emphasis. “He’s just new to the company and the town and I was being sociable and helpful and nice because he didn’t get to drink his coffee on Friday.”
     
                  “Sure,” Michelle answered, clearly not believing a word Kara said. “So, how was your non-date?”
     
                  “It was nice,” Kara said. “He’s a sweetheart.”
     
                  “And it’s not a date?”
     
                  “No.