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... orns. She kept her gaze down, twisting her thumbs at the hem of the oversized shirt, her voice barely audible over the pounding guilt in her chest.
Nick let out a loud, theatrical sigh, the kind that screamed disappointment. He made sure it was long enough to sting.
Without a word, he stood, crossed to the dresser, grabbed the bottle of water, and twisted the cap off with a sharp snap.
As he drank, he locked eyes on Georgia, who looked like she wanted to crawl under the b ...
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