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“Davina, come back” Cami called after her rapidly retreating girlfriend.
“Leave me alone, Cami!” Davina shouted over her shoulder as she continued to make her way down the crowded street.
“But I don’t understand. What’s wrong?” asked Cami, jogging to catch up with the brunette.
Her question made Davina stop in her tracks. “What’s wrong? What’s wrong is I show up at the bar to surprise you after work and catch you flirting with a customer.” The sight of Cami chatting up a tall redhead had been enough to send Davina storming out of Rousseau’s.
“Is that what this is about? You saw me talking to a customer and got jealous? Davina, I’m a bartender, I have to talk to customers or they don’t tip me.”
Davina sighed. “I know. But that doesn’t mean I like seeing it.”
“Davina, you know you’re the only girl for me.”
“I suppose maybe I overreacted a little” said the witch in a small voice.
“Just a little?” Both women laughed, before sharing a kiss. “C’mon, I think we could both use a drink.”