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Sara darted through the freezing, driving rain. She stumbled up the porch steps and rapped on the door, shivering.
It swung open almost immediately, and she was very aware of her wet hair and clothes as Leonard stared at her, smirking. "Little rainy?"
Despite his teasing, he helped her remove her soaked coat, grabbing her a towel.
"Get a drink and warm up," he said, the smile not quite hiding his worry.
"I'm fine, really. Looking forward to dinner."
"Hope it doesn't disappoint," he said, heading back toward the kitchen.
Sara followed him in, warmer already, murmuring, "You never do."