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First rule of riding the subway:

Don't talk to strangers.

Don't even look at anyone.

But what if they're grouchy and gorgeous and you're sitting right next to them?

I always did like a challenge.

I want to turn that frown upside down, but he barely looks at me.

I take a chance and poke the bear, and to my shock, he plays along and growls back.

The more we meet on the train, the more I realize he's not the uptight grump I first thought. Then one night, there he is-in my world, in my space...his ton...