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... asha’s voice sliced through the quiet apartment, sharp enough to make Liam’s hand freeze on the last button of his shirt.
Her face was flushed, pink creeping up from her neck to her cheeks and her eyebrows pulled together in confusion.
"It’s not like I have a choice," Liam said, turning back to the mirror. "I owe her and she’s cashing it in."
"You owe her?" Tasha stood from the couch, his oversized black T-shirt shifting with the movement and riding up on her bare thighs. ...
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