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“Sounds like someone was a good girl.” Hare winked at me. “Or very bad.” I grinned back. Scrooge glanced over his shoulder at me, shooting heat down my torso through my limbs. Don’t go there, Alice. Stop it. But it was too late. Which list did I need to be on to get him in my stocking?
