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thing you just toss on a table. But Nelson, if she's really this determined, maybe do

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embrace. Her lashes were still damp, but the tin

the wrong way. Nelson and I. we actually talked about this be

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nudged the folder closer. Her voice

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what he

mind flashed back

g at the altar. Her eyes filled

and his fingers brushed aga

ed away

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e folder, the edges digging

at her. Her eyes were calm

last. "I'll have the lawy

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chest-the one he thought wo

it was