One Line Wednesday: Hook, Line, and Sinker

The day after my heroine, Emory, makes her interest known to the hero:

Mid-afternoon, Gary wandered out to the kitchen and threw together a lunch out of the party leftovers. I took the opportunity to visit the bathroom. I looked in the mirror — there was no doubt what I had been doing. I had that contented glow that only comes from time in bed with Mr. Right. Or, in my case, Mr. Right-now.

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