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I watched Blake work from the grass on the square. She was so focused and so beautiful. She glanced back at me a few times, but it wasn’t long before she forgot about me entirely and lost herself in her work.
I laid back on the grass and watched my woman do her thing. She was adorable when she shifted her hip and tapped her lip with the end of paintbrush. I was smiling up at her back when Ramsey dropped to the ground next to me.
“Your girl’s got some serious talent,” he said.
I nodded. “Hell, yeah, she does.”
“Does she know you’re gawking at her?”
I shoved him but laughed. It wouldn’t have been the first time I’d stared at Blake when she wasn’t aware of my existence. “Yes, asshole. I came here with her.”
His dark eyebrows shot up and he grinned. “Well, well. Good for you.”
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