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2026-04-19 10:30:42REBECCA
“Why hasn’t your lover boy come down yet?” Alexa teased, flipping a skewer on the grill. “Food’s done and he’s still M-I-A.”
Heat rushed to my cheeks at the nickname, but I tried to brush it off.
“I think he’s still upstairs. Maybe he and Boston are still talking.”
“Mmm… doesn’t look like a good talk,” Alexa muttered.
I followed her gaze.
Boston was walking ba
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