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Chapter 8: In Which I Make Up A Boyfriend

I keep my eyes carefully trained on the form in my hands. "The cake is the only thing I'm interested in speaking to you about."

"God, you're even more beautiful than I remember." Dante's voice is low, rough. "But just as feisty."

Something flutters in my stomach at those words, but anger quickly s...

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