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“Show me some moves?” I asked, breathing hard as I removed my glasses. He stopped and straightened, scowling at me. “Why would I do that?” “What do you want in return?” He grinned, and I arched an eyebrow at him. I was pretty sure he didn’t want that. “A sandwich,” he said. I snorted, not missing the intended insult about a woman’s place.
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