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Nate frowned. “Cora…all summer, I allowed you to dwell under the ridiculous premise that it was fine to not ask anything of me. That it was permissible to have no expectations.” He touched her face. “But no more. I’m telling you, love, ask me. Ask me for everything. Demand more of me. Let me become.”
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