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Forty-three
"To what do I owe the pleasure?" Dexter spoke, his tone somewhat flat and Anelia silently cursed herself. Why had she been in such a hurry to leave his car, only to come back looking for him a few moments later?
Anelia cleared her throat and moved to stand on the other side of the kitchen island. Safety first before anything else. If there was one thing that she now knew about the m
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