“Off,” he answered between bites of pie, then surprised her by asking, “How about you? Are you staying at the barracks or are you going to rent off base?”
“Off, like you. I’ve rented a small apartment south of Oceanside. It’s near the marsh and I can see a lot of ducks and great blue herons.”
With a shrug, Joe said, “My apartment’s almost in the middle of town.”
“Once a city slicker always a city slicker,” she teased.
Joe smiled a little and watched as she wrapped her long, expressive fingers around the heavy white mug of coffee. “In some ways, I guess I always will be,” he admitted.
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