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... llen stood, brushing imaginary dust off his sleeves more out of habit than anything else. The cake box was back in his hands, a little lighter now, no longer weighed down by memories of deadbeat contracts and half-choked childhoods.
Jordan watched him rise with that unreadable, calculating expression, but there was something softer there too. A flicker behind the eyes. Warm steel.
Allen shifted the box to one hand and gave a faint grin. “I’ll take this to the kitchen. Don’t want ...
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