phone as if nothing had happened. But Emma knew better

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, irritated. "About

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en, his jaw clenched, and he shot to his

a plane back to New York. S

of his carefully controlled exterior. Then, just as quickly, it disa

d to do now?" he demanded,

need to figure something out. You can't have a wedding with no br

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at him. Wa

hadn't seen before. "You'll help me, rig

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