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... is perfectly apt to describe her.
But...
Cyrus Hawthorne casually rested his elbow on the car window, his eyes dark as ink narrowed into slits, rendering the complex emotions within them unreadable.
Yet he failed to notice the displeasure of having his treasure discovered by others.
It wasn’t until the small clinic hung up the "Closed" sign that Cyrus finally opened the car door, got out, and stepped into the clinic.
Ann Vaughn had just paused to take a s ...
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