The doorbell rang, and a squawk came down the hallway where Sterling had been helping Corrine get ready for the dance. Actually, she’d done most of it upstairs, but she’d gone into the master suite to get into her dress and to have Sterling help her finish her makeup.
“I got it,” Luke called to them, because he’d always planned to answer the door for his…
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