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... ver my skin, watching as Catherine’s wide eyed face filled my phone screen.
"I can’t believe it," she gasped, shaking her head in disbelief. "Uncle Marcus actually defended you? And Aunt Elizabeth didn’t give you a full-blown lecture on propriety?"
I couldn’t suppress a small smile. "What can I say? Maybe your uncle isn’t as severe as you all think."
Catherine snorted. "Oh, please. You have no idea. Last time I went clubbing, he cut off my pocket money and said I was tarn ...
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