Not caring how it worked might become a problem one day, but at the moment it seemed to be the furthest thing from her mind. She'd packed up her life in Utah, being able to fit it all into one bag and slung it over her shoulder before heading to the airport. She knew to be smart about it at least, to not ask for too much and to word it so that even
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Setting the coffee mug down on the counter she took a breath trying to reclaim a tiny bit of her self-respect after such a bold claim was made, "Well see that was my effort to stop it from moving too fast, God's will and all that the girl you just met should keep her mouth shut when it comes to demands of the person she just met."
Which was so insanely accurate that Sarah didn't even want to brush upon the subject at all. She didn't like using whatever it was that she had on people she knew. It didn't exactly build trust when they found out that she could do it either. It tended to invalidate anything and everything they ever did together... as if she'd forced the whole thing on them.
Taking another sip of coffee Sarah smiled at Isaac, "Besides you look good with clothing on too."
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He shrugged. "Or we could go back to the internet, but that's not as fun." He tried sipping the coffee again and pulled his mouth away. "Still too hot," he muttered.
With her compliment he returned her smile. "It's good to know God doesn't think any less of me for ditching the towel."
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