Elle

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“We’ll take your bags,” the valet says. “I hope you and your wife have a wonderful stay.” I open my mouth to correct him. “Thank you,” Jamie tells him, guiding me to the front door. I look up at him in surprise, and he just winks at me. Wife? I’ve never even considered that word. I’m only twenty-four, but hearing that word in Jamie’s vicinity makes my breath catch. Wife. Jamie’s wife. My mouth pulls into a smile and I bite it down.
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