How old are you exactly?”tThe corner of his mouth curved up, the grin so ridiculously sexy it made butterflies take flight in her stomach. “Thirty-two.”t”Hmm, eight year difference. Not exactly robbing the cradle, but I think I might have to rethink this whole thing between us.” She kept her voice light, teasing.tHe snorted and pinched her butt, making her yelp. “Think all you want, I’m not going anywhere.

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