Ginger left Nate alone for the afternoon on Sunday, telling herself she couldn’t glue herself to his side just because she found him handsome. She’d seen a glint in his eye a couple of times, but she had no idea what it meant. In her experience, ex-cons could lie like it was breathing, and she had all the proof she needed of that in her past.
So she’d ma…
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