“You know that ex of yours must have been a certified chump to let you go, right?” Reagan’s tone was so sincere. “You’re not the first person to come to that conclusion,” she joked, wanting to steer clear of the Davis topic. He’d ruined enough of her evenings for a lifetime. “Come on. Let me show you the best part.” Without thinking, Libby reached for her hand. It had been so natural that it wasn’t until Reagan intertwined their fingers that she realized what she’d done. As she started for the sliding glass door leading toward the balcony, she did her best to wrestle her jackhammering heart
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