“So, that reporter…” “I’ll make a call,” Easton offered. “But my gut says Tasha’s not going to write a very nice article about you.” “Yeah, well, she wrote a not-very-nice article about you. I couldn’t give two craps about what she says about me. So, the reporter. Tasha. How long were you two together?” Easton raised one eyebrow of his own. “You’re a really tall, very strong man. Men like you do this thing with their shoulders when they talk to someone they’re attracted to. They kind of drop them, a subconscious effort to make themselves less large, less intimidating.” The eyebrows furrowed
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