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” Shari brushed by her mother in the hallway, who grunted. I have had no one but for you. I want to be your knight, your servant, your protector, your—I dare scarcely write the word—your husband. His build was medium, he would never 5 tower over his peers, yet his shoulders were broadening, betrayed by an undeveloped set of pectoral muscles underneath his button-down shirt that she could tell frustrated him. 219 “Some in Europe, a few down south, none here. “Let me see,” he said.
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