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Apparently, Chris had other plans. It was déjà vu waking to the smell of turkey.
I couldn't remember when he'd ever called me by my name.
Knew you were the one. Do you know how hard it's been trying not to spill my secret?" My eyes swung up to his again, my hands hovering between my lap and my face, unsure what I should do with them.
"You know the song, 'Mrs.
There were no words that seemed to satisfy what needed to be said.
An offer. I've been mulling it over.
And he lived less than an hour away in one of the suburbs. When I first met him, he had his basement all set up for meetings.
Why is this funny?" He reached out and grasped my hand.