“Can we keep her?” Jasper asked quietly. He didn’t want to abandon his best friend if he didn’t agree, but for the first time in two hundred years, he was seriously considering it. Now that he’d had a taste of her luscious scent, Jasper wasn’t sure he could live without it. “I intend to.” Atticus shot him a wicked grin and put the car in reverse.
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