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... an just stand there, wave your hand, and countless women will flock to you. But I’m not that kind of woman."
The sound of the rain nearly drowned out Seraphina Sheridan’s voice.
Julian Dalton could barely make out her words. "That kind?"
"The kind who’d jump at the chance to be a stepmother."
After saying this, as if she had made some sort of decision, Seraphina turned and plunged into the downpour, letting the heavy rain soak her through without a single look bac ...
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