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Chapter 0172

“Oh, you poor baby!” I croon, taking a step forward and taking Rafe’s face in my hands, angling it to study his cheek. “I’m so sorry, I was so eager to get that horse fly off your face that I must have swung too hard.”

I speak loudly enough that the people nearest us can hear, my face a mask of mot
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