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all this trouble."
"No talking until you get at least one cup of coffee into you," she
said, smiling. 's fingers wrapped around my hands still holding the
cup, and lifted upward. Taking the hint, I took another drink. After
the first couple of sips, it didn't seem as hot. I managed to take a few
larger swallows. And all the while, 's fingers remained wrapped around
the backs of my hands.
At first, 's touch seemed icy cold. But it must have been because
the cup was so hot. Because now 's touch seemed to burn. Not a painful
burning, but rather a warm physical heat.
Raising the cup, I drained the last of the black liquid. Placing it
down on the table with more steadiness than I thought I was capable of, I
smiled weakly and said, "Okay. Now can I thank you?"
"Sure," said, pushing the other cup to me. "But let's see if
you can get a second cup in you while we talk."
Taking the cup and lifting it into the air in a mock toast, I said,
"Thanks to my rescuing angel." For a moment, I thought I saw a look
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