She's in computer repair; he's a toy manufacturer. They are both in
over their heads when his ex-wife steals a unique robotic rat out of
his office and asks them to pay the ransom to
get it back.
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The door swung open to reveal
an office that could pass for a toy store. Shelves were well stocked.
Additionally, there was a centrally located desk that was very
cluttered, and a small companion table on which was the computer she
had probably been called to fix. She started toward it.
A boomerang effect resulted when he reached out and pinched a grip on a
bit of her blouse collar that was showing from beneath her swept-aside
hair. When the repair woman swung around to face him, he declared, “I’m
“Oh boy,” Tag groaned, trying to take a step backwards. That effort
failed because he was hanging onto her collar.
He stared at her suddenly befuddled expression.
Inhaling deeply, she said, “My name is... Louise
Taggert felt like the walls were rapidly closing
in on him. He had to rest both of his forearms on her shoulders and use
her for a prop to keep himself from sprawling face first onto the
floor. “My nickname is Tag. Or it was when I was a kid,” he squeaked.
“Mine, too. Only it still is.” Groaning again,
tilting forward, she rested her forehead against his chest, and became
instantly aware that it was more than likely a mistake. Uh, oh! Why am
I leaning on him? she silently asked herself.
Ah... how nice! he thought. Then Taggert crooned
on a whisper of breath, “To me, you’re... Louie. I hope that you
realize we’re eventually going to have an affair.”
Louise slowly raised her head so that she could
lock eye contact with Taggert Lewis, and murmured, “I don’t believe in
casual intimate relationships.”
“Me, either,” he mumbled huskily.
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