Dawson did not like the storm crossing the pretty strawberry-blonde’s face. She clearly didn’t like his answer, and his brain screamed some of the words she’d said. What are you doing in my house?
“Your house?” he asked at the same time she practically shrieked, “You don’t live here. I live here.”
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