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Oh, he could run. And I certainly wasn’t going to force the issue. That wasn’t a good look on a woman any more than it was on a man. But I was right next door. And he was about to find out just how often his new neighbor could be in his line of sight. Teasing, tempting, flirting? I was an expert at those. I’d been training my whole life for this.
Flirting With Forever (Dirty Martini Running Club, #4)
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