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Chapter 10 - Dylan Ashford

Dylan POV

“I will have the contract sent over tomorrow by lunchtime,” I say to Mr. Thompson, and he smiles. He almost looks like Santa Clause. His big white beard and white hair really make him look like a cheerful old man.

“No rush; tomorrow is Saturday. No need to have people working extra hours because sure as hell I am not working tomorrow,” he tells me, and I can’t help but smile. The man is cheerful, and he is probably the nicest man I have ever met. I can’t see any resemblance between him and Jo. She is uptight and serious, and she is always trying to kill me with those big brown eyes.

“I’ll have them done for Monday then,” I tell him, and he stands up, nodding.

“That’s my boy,” he says, and honestly, if it was anyone else, I would&r

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