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My first thought was that she was absolutely lovely, sitting there on my couch with a book in her long fingers. My second thought was that my child resided somewhere in the vicinity of her hips. Stunned was an understatement, though the closest word to describe how I felt. Stunned, like I’d been brained with a Louisville and was lying on the sidewalk, trying to figure out why the horizon was vertical. “We’re having a baby,” I mumbled. “Technically, I’m having a baby. But I appreciate the sentiment.” A disbelieving laugh chuffed out of me. The creature before me tilted her head curiously. She was without a doubt the most intriguing woman I had ever met. And I’d known scores. Perks of being the twin of a famous author and notorious rake, although since he and Melanie had gotten togethe
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