She sat with a beer in her hand, a Sam Adams. And that
was exactly why he wasn’t going to talk to her.
Maybe that would have made her the girl who likes beer
and is cool back in California, but Chicago was a town with a burgeoning beer
culture.
She was pretty cute, but her beer choice was trying way
too hard.
He scanned the room and saw a few other girls he wouldn’t
mind talking to. He glanced once more at the girl from California. She was
definitely the cutest girl in the room, but looks aren’t everything.
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