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I stood there buck naked in my kitchen and screamed my head off with my hands fisted at my sides, my feet stomping.
As a result, his chuckle vibrated through me.
"And there's only you for me.
I skidded to a stop at the kitchen island where a blackened ham sat in my mom's heirloom roasting pan-which had also turned crusty-black inside. For thirteen months, my true feelings about Jolie and Dirk had simmered just under the surface.
Why she would contact him after what, almost eight years. And why he was so concerned about accepting her proposition.
My mom tried to take me to all of the museum exhibitions that came through town.