15 - Felicity

I smile at him. I give up. There's no way I can still act so composed around him when he's just seen me with caramel between my teeth, nor can I act distant towards him when he's just told me an embarrassing moment from his past to make me feel better. I don't know why he's being so kind, but I know I have to return the favor.

"Don't worry." I tell him. "I won't tell anyone about your mustache if you don't tell anyone about my..."

"Chocolate tooth cap? Deal."

He glances at the display. "So, do you want to try something else? I'm guessing you're not buying the one with the caramel."

"I am actually," I reply. "But not for me. For a friend."

"A friend?"

"Randy from IT."

Shawn's eyes narrow. "I thought you didn't have any friends from work."

I touch my chin. "Did I say that?"

I don't remember.

"You just haven't mentioned anyone before," Shawn says.

Well, until last night, we'd never really talked about each other's personal lives.

"But I'm glad," he adds. "I'm glad you have friends."

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