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Suzanne BrockmannGo fuck yourself!—Dan said genuinely pissed off.
Izzy---I’ve found that I’m a little shy for such blatantly public display of self-affection. Besides, I like to be wined and dined before I have my way with myself. I'm an old-fashioned kind of guy.
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Suzanne BrockmannSam found a chair under Robin’s butt and evicted him from it, bringing it over to his pregnant wife.“Sorry, I wasn’t thinking,” Robin apologized.
“Thanks,” Alyssa said to Robin as she sat down, even as she gave Sam a darkly amused look.
“What?” he said. “I was just helping him think.
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He wanted to wake up to her smile every day for the rest of his life, like some stupid coffee commercial on TV.
Suzanne BrockmannForget about writing to Penthouse.
This one was going to be a story for their grandkids.
You're the very nicest jerk I know.
Suzanne BrockmannThat leaves Decker and what's his name, Mr. I'm Too Sexy for My Shirt.
Suzanne BrockmannShe smiled at him, the way she always did, even when he woke up at oh-what-the-fuck-hundred.
Suzanne BrockmannSo where's my hug.
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