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What I knew, what I was absolutely positive of, was that I couldn’t stand the thought of another man taking what was mine. Of losing her. Of not being with her again. There was no question; I wanted her. And I knew, even if I wanted to admit it to Walter or not, that those emotions went deeper. Far deeper. I looked at Walter. “You might have a point.” Jenner’s expression changed. “What does Hannah want?” I took a breath before I said, “Me.” “Then, my friend”—he clasped my shoulder—“you’ve got some work cut out for you, and you know what a hothead Dominick can be at times, so good f*****g luck with that.” “Don’t worry, Jenner’s been in your shoes. He has plenty of tips to give you,” Walter said. “Again? Really?” Jenner challenged his soon-to-be father-in-law. As Hannah carried o
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