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My tummy does a little flip. He leans
down and kisses my cheek.
“You look stunning.”
I feel the heat creep up my face.
"Thank you."
“You’re welcome.” He smirks down
at me, and I avert my gaze.
“Shall we?”
He steps aside and lets me pass. I
pull the door behind me. “What time do I
have to have you back?”

