Eazy Breezy ☕️

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“Heath wants to see you. He made me promise to ask.” I frowned. “No.” “Oh thank god,” she exclaimed with a rush of relief. “Because I already told him to go sit on a cactus and spin, so I really didn’t want to have to apologize if you were happy to see him.”
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