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... ngle wink of sleep or a moment to sit down and pretend I had no concerns.
My eyes occasionally peeked at the portfolio laid out on the coffee table like an offering of mass destruction. Suddenly, my mind wandered back to hours ago, goosebumps rising on my skin.
"Become my wife for one year."
"Why me, Mr. King?" I was forced to ask because this was out of the blue.
"Because we work, Ms. Lane."
That wasn’t the explanation I’d hoped for. There must be some re ...
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