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Darcel blinked again. She didn’t know whether she should be happy seeing him or not. “Shawn, what are you doing here in Los Angeles? Don’t tell me you fle the way here by yourself with no escorts or security—”
Shawn chuckled. “Can you let me in first?” he requested.
With a sigh, she shifted for him to walk in. Shawn held his luggage and walked into her apartment, his eyes scanning the living room. A satisfied smile graced his face. His sister had always been a neat freak, and it wasn’t surprising to find everything in their right places. “Cool place you got here.”
Darcel wrapped her hand around herself, smiling a bit. “Thanks. It’s not as lavish as I’d wanted, but it’s cool. I’ve learned to appreciate little things.” she gestured for him to sit on the couch, and he did.
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