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When she steps forward, she’s in nothing but a black satin bra, matching lace panties, and pink heels I imagine hooked over my shoulders. “Christ, you’re beautiful.” My heart’s racing so fast and my blood roars in my ears. “Every time you’ve come back to Jackson Harbor the last few years, I’ve wanted to tell you that.”

“Why didn’t you?”

I grin and step forward