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... ing for a second.
Those words hit like a wrecking ball.
Naomi and I stood frozen at the doorway, mouths hanging open. It felt like we had walked straight into the middle of a movie scene—only this wasn't fiction. This was real. It was happening right in front of us. And the crazy part? Neither Logan nor the other guy had noticed us standing there.
And speaking of the other guy... damn. He was hot. Tall, broad shoulders, sharp jawline, full lips that looked like they belon ...
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