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Chapter 42

Author: DT Jones
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“Don’t answer me just yet,” he began slowly, reading the confusion on her face. “The crew will be back in half an hour. We’ll go back to Corte d’Azur tomorrow and get your stuff from the hotel. We can discuss it more before your time in France is up. That way, it will give you a chance to get to know me better. You’ll find that I don’t snore, or fart, or burp, and I promise to pick up my socks and shut the toilet seat.” She couldn’t help but smile at his teasing.

“I know this is sudden,” he said pulling her back into his embrace. “But I have loved you from the very moment I laid eyes on you. I promise to spend the rest of my life making you happy, and I will give you everything your heart desires. I’m not crazy, and Scotland Yard or the FBI, or anything even similar, is not looking for me. I’m an honest, hardworking businessman who is very devoted to his family and just wants to spend the rest of his life with the woman he’s in love with. Just please think about it?”

“This is all happ
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