“Come on.” She raises a single sassy brow. “I’m going to need you to move out of the way first.” “I’d rather carry you.” Her eyes widen. “What for?” “You broke your arm.” She frowns. “Funny. I didn’t know I needed one to walk.” I resist the temptation to pinch the bridge of my nose. “I’d rather you not trip and fall, seeing as you couldn’t even stand up earlier.” “I’m surprised you care about that.” “Only under certain circumstances.” Her eyes sparkle. “Like when I’m about to sue your company for damages?” “I’d expect nothing less. Should I give my lawyer a courtesy call?” “Sure. I heard from
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