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| cc8f42e | Nick." "What? Say yes." Those huge dark eyes willed me to give in. That voice, low and sweet. "I want to," I hedged. "But--" "I'll cook for you." I groaned. Nick's cooking made my clothes fall off. "You bastard. You know how I feel about your cooking. This is so unfair." | Melanie Harlow |