No More Waiting, She Chooses Love

Conrad gave me a look, a twinkle of knowing in his eye. "Does he have any idea what he's missing out on?"

He had picked up on Dustin's feelings for me, so this was his way of probing.

I feigned ignorance. "Only he knows what he's missing."

Conrad dropped the subject, and we continued our walk. As we passed a koi pond, he remarked, "He's got quite the collection of koi here. I've heard him say that when he calls out 'Dinner time,' they all line up and swim over." "Really? Dustin's got a special talent for fish whispering, then," I joked.

"Don't believe it? Let's give it a try," Conrad suggested, leading me to the pond's edge. True enough, there were all these koi fish-reds, yellows, whites, and even some with patterns, looking plump and well-fed, clearly well taken care of and quite charming. "Your turn," Conrad encouraged me.

I reached out to touch the water, and the fish scattered in alarm. "How do I try?"

"Just call out 'Dinner time," he instructed with a smile.

"But I've got nothing to feed them with. Wouldn't calling them over without food make me a liar?"

Conrad laughed. "I'll go get some."

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my voice and called out again,

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snatch up the food, fearless even as I reached out to touch

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Conrad's colder room design. This house was all warm tones, creating use w a relaxing

to explain, "He designed all of this. Dustin said everything here, from the overall decor down to the smallest teacup, was handpicked by him."