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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?”
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