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... it wrong.
"What makes you think I’d agree to you?"
Richie chuckled, glancing at Timmy Monroe, who was wrapped in a towel like a little cocoon. This kid had a sweet mouth, and Richie quite liked him, but the boy on the phone had a tone that resembled Leon Keane—simple, cold, and naturally authoritative, as if others had to obey his commands.
Not cute like Timmy Monroe at all.
"Photos, is this condition enough?"
"Photos? What photos?"
Richie was stun ...
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