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... utton-down and dark slacks. He had ditched the suit for something more relaxed, though his presence still carried its usual authority.
Angel was already waiting by the curb.
She had swapped her business attire for something more fitting for the night—a sleek, dark green dress that stopped just above the knee, paired with black heels. It was the first time Matthew had seen her in something other than her usual office wardrobe, and for a brief second, he almost didn’t recognize her ...
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