TF - Ryan Fields
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He didn't really expect to get caught like this. No. Not with the cap and the baggy clothes. Yes, he looked entirely questionable but it had served its purpose till the woman serving the table next to him bumped into another and that one poured her hot coffee down his entire front. It burned like hell. His jaw clenched. Shit. And then to make matters worse, she recognized him. Fucking hell!