“Loralee.” Maggie almost tripped over her own feet. “What did you just say?” “Loralee. Shayne.” He spoke the words slowly, enunciating every syllable in turn and Maggie gulped. “I’m afraid I don’t know who that is.” “Really? Because the lip you always bite when you lie says otherwise.” Maggie immediately stopped biting her lip, but it was too late. He knew. And, oh, was he smug. “I told you I’d find the fourth pen name.” “I don’t know what you’re talking about.” “Monster books, Maggie! Monster f—” “We’re not talking about this.” “Oh, we are absolutely talking about this.” He pulled her closer
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