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“But I promise I’m fine. I can take care of myself.” He didn’t look like he believed me, and there was a frown on his full lips as he took a step away, creating a distance I instantly wanted to fill. “I’m sure you can, baby girl,” his voice a low, soothing murmur. “But it’s okay to have some help every once in a while.” Oooh, this man was dangerous. One “baby girl” in that smooth southern drawl, and I was rethinking my whole life...that’s how powerful it was.
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