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It took everything she had to sit on the love seat next to Brady instead of getting up and getting out of the house.
“Lovely home,” Brady said. “You have a wonderful touch.”
Zephyra did her best not to roll her eyes. “Um, Tonya, I heard you raise guard dogs,” she started.
A genuine smile spread across Tonya’s face. “I do,” she said, and then the smile turned into a smug smirk. “I’ve created my own breed between husky, Doberman, Pitbull, and mastiff. Large, mean, and loyal to a fault. The perfect dog for dirty jobs.”
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