“I’m just saying, it’s not Louisville,” Bryce said as he watched Kassie pace back and forth in her kitchen. She wasn’t the best cook on the planet, but she liked to bake. Said it was a gift from her grandmother.
A grandmother she wouldn’t even return to Louisville to visit.
“Harry is moving to Nashville.”
“I know that.” His best friend threw a death glare …
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