Elle

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How are things at the apartment this week? I finally settle on because it’s less personal. Quiet, she responds. Daisy misses you. My pulse picks up. I lean forward, elbows on my knees, staring at my screen. I’ll be home before she knows it, I text back. Pippa’s response comes right away. She’s looking forward to it. My mouth curves up. “Holy shit,” Owens says down the table, pointing at me. “He smiles.”
Behind the Net (Vancouver Storm, #1)
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