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if she wanted to use his phone to call Kevin, she laughed and said no. He figured her head was still fuzzy or something and shrugged it off.
    “Men are pieces of shit. No offense Clyde.” She petted the white and grey cat. “Unless, you’re cheating on me too.” She grinned when he meowed. “I did notice you eat those cheap treats Mrs. Jackson gives you when she watches you. Why do you make me by the expensive ones?” She shook her head. She was sitting here accusing her cat of cheating. She really needed to get some air, the walls were starting to close in on her. She wasn’t use to sitting at home. She decided to take a day off even though it would be crucial to her training for the X Games. She needed to clear the cobwebs from her head, so she sat out the second day of practice leaving her only one practice day before qualifying on Thursday afternoon.
     
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    Cason walked into a local Italian restaurant that seemed to be the place to go based on the nurses at the hospital. She’d only been up to Aspen Mountain a few times and never bothered to go to the local eatery when she was there. Most of her time was spent on Snowmass Mountain or the hospital. She did go to downtown Aspen quite often to walk around the shops and eat at the fancy restaurants. She looked around for an open table in the dimly lit room. For a Tuesday night the place was actually about half full.
    Adler felt her before she saw her. When she looked up Cason was standing a few feet away dressed similar to that first day in the village in jeans and her black ski jacket. She brushed the snow from her short messy dark hair and smiled when Adler waved.
    “Would you like to join me?” Adler heard herself say.
    Cason shrugged. “Sure, unless, you’re waiting for someone.”
    “No. No one.” Adler looked down at her menu. Cason took her jacket off and sat across from her at the small intimate table. Adler watched her as she sat down and got situated. She was wearing a grey v-neck sweater with what looked like a black t-shirt under it.
    “I’ve never been here. The nurses keep telling me I need to experience this place, so here I am.” She smiled and watched Adler as she told her the history of the small local dive. Her long blond hair hung in loose spiral curls around her shoulders and the open top of her scallop neck lavender sweater. Her eyes were so bright Cason could swear they were glowing in the low light. She was beautiful.
    “Everything’s good except for the spaghetti, I make it better.” Adler grinned.
    Cason smiled. “I’ll have to remember that the next time I’m in the mood for spaghetti.” She opened her menu and pretended to study it. She had no idea why she decided to go out for dinner and why the hell was she sitting at Adler Troy’s table? She swallowed the lump in her throat. This probably wasn’t the best decision she made recently. The beautiful blond sitting across from her was young, way too young, and most definitely straight. The married kind of straight or at least that’s what her Winter X Games bio said when she read it last night. Cason noticed her left hand bore no ring, she wondered if maybe she just didn’t wear one. Oh well, it was none of her business.
    “I like coming here because it’s quiet and the kind of place only locals go. I usually don’t get bothered.”
    “Would you like me to sit somewhere else? I didn’t mean to impose on your privacy.” Cason started to get it up, but Adler grabbed her hand and squeezed.
    “I invited you to sit with me. If I didn’t want you to sit here I wouldn’t have said anything.” Adler said. She was so moved by the depth of the blue eyes staring back at her she forgot to release the hand she was holding. She quickly let go and reopened her menu. Cason had a feeling she knew it by heart and probably had decided on her meal before she even walked in the door.
    When the waiter finally walked over they both ordered pasta dishes, but neither ordered the