As June was nearing its end, Donald still had not made a move on Sarah, and now Bob had asked her out. She could hardly believe it. He was one of her clients. He represented huge celebrities. And he'd never even seen her. Maybe that was why, maybe he had an active imagination that painted her as a hidden beauty more magnificent than any stagelit waif he had ever represented.
She and Bob always got along well, but they were just friendly. She even told him about Donald, particularly that first date. She still couldn't believe she ate food served by a bleeding waitress.
Maybe it was just a friendly outing. Anyway, she didn't owe Donald any fidelity.
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