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ver felt more
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d reached across the table, hi
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k deepened. He lifted her hand to his lips
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Raymond took h
ugh the empty roads, one hand lazily grippin
," he said, g
d a shrug. "
ed to this life, baby. Th
ghtened arou
iet road, pulling up in fro
wned. "Whe
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omach
home," she
k didn't fade.
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e door handle. "It
t out, gripp
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nd, fear flicker
ed her and leaned ba
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