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... out." Mort Thorne said, wanting to leave.

But Dianna’s small hand reached over and grabbed his sleeve.

Mort Thorne paused and turned to look at her.

"Didn’t you say you wanted to see my wounds? Are you not going to look?" Dianna blinked at him with an unfathomable innocence.

Mort Thorne pressed his thin lips, "I do want to see."

Dianna pulled his large hand and placed it on her buttons. Her voice carried a light, teasing charm, becoming exceptionally soft ...

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He answered, “I don’t remember.”

“But, why me?”

“Why not you?”

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