RECKLESS DESIRES: THE ODEN LEGACY
"What does it look like?
Her finger shook over the screen. She saw Luke kneeling in a pair of frayed jeans and a simple red T-shirt that was clinging to his biceps. A little African boy had his arms wrapped around Luke's neck, and they were both grinning into the camera. Luke's green eyes were shining, his hair was disheveled, and a smudge of dirt was adorning his stubbled cheek.
"Swipe left," Jackson ordered.
When she did, she got to glance at another image of Luke. This time, he was upright on his full height instead of bending down. He had on a white shirt this time, and there were a dozen children hanging onto him. But the same gigantic grin was firmly in place. She swiped left again. An
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