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I glanced up at Declan as a reassuring look passed over his face. “Why would you say that?” “I can tell how much you love it here, so we’ll make another trip once Walter opens his hotel. And maybe another after I take you skiing in Europe.” I rubbed my teeth over my bottom lip. “Sounds like you’re about to keep me very busy.” “You’re going to need the time off when you’re working eighty hours a week. Trust me.” Eighty hours seemed like nothing compared to the time I’d put into studying. But in a few days, once we returned to LA, I would take a couple of weeks to get my life in order since the last twelve had been spent off the grid, and then I’d go to work as a clerk at The Dalton Group until the results of my exam came in. I stood on my tiptoes to reach his lips. “Once a month or so

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