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"Denise didn't know what to expect. All Joanne said was that Martin was cute. What Joanne forgot to mention was that Martin was a hunk.

He walked her to the passenger door of a light blue Honda, closing the door firmly but gently behind her. So far so good, Denise thought. Cute guy, charming, previously married but heck, she was going to have fun tonight. He must be thinking along the same lines: cute girl, a bit chubby, has a kid but heck, it's only a date.

The rest of the evening went smoothly. The food was delicious. The party was perfect. Martin had sat next to her on the couch, whispering little anecdotes, explaining the legal puns that got thrown in with the jokes. It was such a nice and intimate evening that Denise found herself laughing with too much gusto.

They had a pleasant drive home. Afterwards, Martin offered to walk her up to her unit. He didn't have to, Denise told him but he insisted. So they stepped out of the elevator to the 18th floor.

'Thanks, Martin,' Denise said when they got to her door. 'I really had fun.'

'You're welcome. I really enjoyed myself. Joanne and Greg should have set us up sooner, don't you think?'

'I agree. Well, goodnight then.'

Martin then turned around to walk back to the elevator, waving as he did. Denise got her keys out of her purse to unlock the door. Inside, sitting on the sofa with his arms crossed on his chest, was Coby, a big frown on his face."