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Rich’s expression wavers between disappointment and disbelief. “Your mom didn’t tell me you were seeing anyone.”

“It’s . . . new,” Teagan says.

“New?” He folds his arms. “You just said you were celebrating your anniversary.”

“Two months,” I say before dropping my mouth to her ear and stage-whispering, “The best two months of my life.”

“I’m here for a conference,” Rich says