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“I bet she was looking forward to seeing you again,” I said. When I moved the phone so I was back on screen, his guard seemed down and his tone genuine. “Trust me, I was looking forward to seeing her, too.” It was perfectly clear he wasn’t talking about the black and white cat we shared.
The Architect (Nashville Neighborhood, #3)
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