Anne

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“Are you timing our rides together?” She hitched one dainty shoulder up. “The arctic gusts of wind from your scowls give me chills. Pumpkin spice latte?” She aimed the coffee at me. “Thanks, I’d rather use Tabasco as eyedrops.”
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