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I put my hand on his cheek, letting his beard tickle my palm. “I love you, too, Griff. All two-hundred stubborn pounds of you.” He tilted his head into my palm. “That’s all that matters. The rest will work out,” he promised. “Somehow.”
Bittersweet (True North, #1)
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