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Eighty-two

I stood in John Declan's hallway, breathing heavily as my husband in name only, ogled me. Was I going to give it all to him? In a freaking hallway? And even worse in the hallway of some pervert photographer who was probably recording the whole thing?

My senses seemed to recover at that moment and my...

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