The man leaned into her, playfully at first, his much larger frame almost instinctively blocking her body from beyond the small, intimate space, he had created. He wondered if she noticed? She seemed comfortable, looking up at him with a relaxed smile. She had a beautiful smile. One that was easy and welcoming. "Mind if take a sip?" she asked, her hand reaching for his beer. He nodded. She took a large gulp. "God, I love beer," she said. "Not sure why I'm having the merlot. It always makes me sleepy." She set the bottle down. "Have it," he said. "That's all need," she said. "Mix beer and wine. Like in college." "If it was college, you'd throw down a shot of snaaps, too," he said. "Nah, I was a whiskey girl." "Bryn Mawr had whiskey girls?" "Bryn Mawr had a whiskey girl."
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