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"Where did you find those?"

Gwen Grayson pointed at the desk. "You told me to come in and sit down, and I just happened to spot two little red booklets on the table. I didn't go through your things—you could say I've got sharp eyes."

Tim's face flushed so deeply it looked like it might drip. "Since you've seen them, I won't make excuses. Gwen Grayson, I like you