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    The Billionaires Second Chance: A Doctor Mafia Romance
    The Billionaires Second Chance: A Doctor Mafia Romance
    The Billionaires Second Chance: A Doctor Mafia Romance
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    The Billionaires Second Chance: A Doctor Mafia Romance

    By Michelle Love

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    Three sexy reads to tempt your senses!

    You don't have to be a damsel in distress to love a man who takes charge.

    Sink your teeth into these seductive Billionaires and the women they worship. Make sure to bring a glass of water!

     

    Featuring the following books:

     

    Book one: The Doctor's Claim: A Billionaire Single Daddy Romance (Billionaire's Passion Book 1)

    Alex a Billionaire trauma surgeon...
    You'd think it would get me some time off to enjoy myself.
    Unfortunately, this holiday, I'm heading up to White Pines, Wisconsin to see my family.
    I end up on the goddamn bus, protecting a cute little thing from an asshole who's getting grabby.
    I don't take too kindly to people pawing at what's mine, and from the minute I lay eyes on pretty Chloe Becker,
    I have a feeling she's meant to be mine. Then I find out she's got a baby in her, and, other man's baby or no,
    something about a sweetly breeding girl just drives me wild.
    She's an innocent girl, whose idea of fun is burgers and star gazing…

    Maybe before the holiday season is over I can show her what kind of fun I like to get up to.

     

    Book two: The Widow's First Kiss: A Billionaire and A Virgin Romance (Dreams Fulfilled Book 1)

    When the prettiest young widow in the world comes walking into my life with her adorable daughter, I fall pretty damn fast.
    I've put my career first for most of my life, and now that I'm past forty,
    I'm starting to wonder if it's time to think about all the things I sacrificed.
    Like having a family. Having a sweet face to wake up to in the morning,
    and loving arms to fall into at night. Lorena just might be the right person to fix all of that for me.
    Winning her over is going to take some work; she has a baby daughter to protect,
    along with her own broken heart. But that's not the complication I'm worried about.
    My ex, expert gold digger Andrea Case, is inserting herself into my family's Christmas celebration, manipulating my mother into making sure she can stay.
    Is she going to ruin Christmas? Or can I find out a way to save it for all of us?

     

    Book three: Unexpected Ride: A Dark Mafia Romance (Never Been Caught Book 1) 

    I jacked a car tonight with a bound woman in the trunk.

    Looks like I saved her life-isn't that ironic?

    Now she's offering me a pile of jewels to get her to Montreal.

    I take the job to get a chance at taking her.

    Those first few nights are hot-but she's got a secret.

    She's the mob boss's daughter and he wants her back.

    I haven't had a woman this amazing in my entire life.

    I'll drive like the devil to keep her safe.

    But with both the mob and the FBI after us, do we have a chance of a clean getaway?

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherMichelle Love
    Release dateMar 29, 2021
    ISBN9781393513421
    The Billionaires Second Chance: A Doctor Mafia Romance
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    Michelle Love

    Mrs. Love writes about smart, sexy women and the hot alpha billionaires who love them. She has found her own happily ever after with her dream husband and adorable 5 year old. Currently, Michelle is hard at work on the next book in the series, and trying to stay off the Internet. "Thank you for supporting an indie author. Anything you can do, whether it be writing a review, or even simply telling a fellow reader that you enjoyed this. Thanks!" Sign up for her mailing list to receive advanced notifications before she launches her next book so that you can get it at a discounted and most times FREE! Use the link below to subscribe and enjoy your copy of "Dirty Little Virgin:  A Submissives Secrets Novel" https://dl.bookfunnel.com/3s2x148uer  Follow me on facebook: https://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=100014912882501 

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    The Billionaires Second Chance - Michelle Love

    The Billionaires Second Chance

    THE BILLIONAIRES SECOND CHANCE

    A DOCTOR MAFIA ROMANCE

    MICHELLE LOVE ALIZEH VALENTINE SCARLETT KING IVY WONDER

    HOT AND STEAMY ROMANCE

    CONTENTS

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    1. The Doctor’s Claim

    Chapter 1

    Chapter 2

    Chapter 3

    Chapter 4

    Chapter 5

    Chapter 6

    Chapter 7

    Chapter 8

    Chapter 9

    Chapter 10

    Chapter 11

    Sneak Peek - Chapter 1

    2. The Widow’s First Kiss

    Chapter 1

    Chapter 2

    Chapter 3

    Chapter 4

    Chapter 5

    Chapter 6

    Chapter 7

    Chapter 8

    Chapter 9

    Chapter 10

    Sneak Peek - Chapter 1

    3. Unexpected Ride

    Prologue

    Chapter 1

    Chapter 2

    Chapter 3

    Chapter 4

    Chapter 5

    Chapter 6

    Chapter 7

    Chapter 8

    Chapter 9

    Chapter 10

    Chapter 11

    Chapter 12

    Chapter 13

    Chapter 14

    Chapter 15

    Chapter 16

    Chapter 17

    Epilogue

    Sneak Peek - Prologue

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    THE DOCTOR’S CLAIM

    A Billionaire Single Daddy Romance

    (Billionaire's Passion Book 1)

    by Alizeh Valentine & Michelle Love

    Copyright © 2022 by Alizeh Valentine & Michelle Love

    All Rights Reserved

    In no way is it legal to reproduce, duplicate, or transmit any part of this document in either electronic means or in printed format. Recording of this publication is strictly prohibited and any storage of this document is not allowed unless with written permission from the publisher. All rights are reserved.

    Respective authors own all copyrights not held by the publisher.

    BLURB

    Billionaire trauma surgeon... you'd think it would get me some time off to enjoy myself.

    Unfortunately, this holiday, I'm heading up to White Pines, Wisconsin to see my family.

    I end up on the goddamn bus, protecting a cute little thing from an asshole who's getting grabby.

    I don't take too kindly to people pawing at what's mine, and from the minute I lay eyes on pretty Chloe Becker, I have a feeling she's meant to be mine.

    Then I find out she's got a baby in her, and, other man's baby or no, something about a sweetly breeding girl just drives me wild.

    She's an innocent girl, whose idea of fun is burgers and star gazing… Maybe before the holiday season is over I can show her what kind of fun I like to get up to.

    CHAPTER 1

    Chloe

    The bus was late getting to our stop, and the half-dozen other people waiting with me were restless. Three weeks before Christmas, the freezing Illinois air caused every breath I exhaled to turn into dragon-like steam. I imagined telling my future son or daughter that we were descended from dragons, and the idea made me smile a little as I touched my stomach through my thick coat.

    Just two months along now, my baby was a whopping three centimeters long. Despite my circumstances, despite the fact that in about 8 hours I was going to need to spill my whole sorry story to my sisters, I was still giddy. My oldest sister Mara liked to say that I had about as much sense as a Jack in the Box, and maybe she was right, but nothing was going to stop me from being happy about having a little boy or girl as a Christmas surprise.

    Anxious as I was about confronting my sisters, I also really wasn't looking forward to the six-hour trip up to White Pines, Wisconsin, but nothing could dampen my spirits—nothing, that is, until I saw the man watching me through the crowd. There was nothing obviously wrong with him. He was dressed nicely enough and wasn’t bothering anyone. It was just the way he watched me, not even bothering to hide it.

    I'd been using the bus long enough that I could spot a problem, and this man, staring at me like I was a chicken dinner, was definitely going to be a problem. He grinned as if being caught staring was a good thing, and licked his lips. When I scowled, he only laughed, and just as the bus pulled up, he started towards me. The idea of being stuck in a seat with that guy all the way up to White Pines was not my idea of a good time.

    I looked around desperately as the bus driver ticked our names off of his clipboard and started loading the bus. There were so many empty seats on the bus, and the creep was practically right behind me. I walked past a college couple and a pair of sisters sharing their seats, then past a mom with a cranky toddler. My eyes swept from seat to seat, searching for an escape. There! Beside a man reading a newspaper, there was an empty spot.

    Hi! Is this seat taken?

    Newspaper Guy looked up in surprise, but before he could answer, I stuck my bag under the seat and sat down.

    Thank you so much! I chirped, and smiled as the creep skulked off to find another seat.

    It might have been taken, my new seatmate said pointedly. At the very least, did you miss the dozen other completely empty seats around us?

    A moment ago he’d merely been my escape route. Now I actually noticed that he wasn’t much more than twenty-seven or twenty-eight at most, with sandy blond hair and dark brown eyes. He wore a black wool coat that looked expensive, and unlike most of the men on the bus who wore jeans and boots, he wore slacks and dress shoes. I realized he looked like a man who should have had a sleek Mercedes or an Audi or something. So what was he doing on a bus to nowhere, instead of flying first class, at least?

    His eyebrows arched irritably—I didn’t know eyebrows could be irritable—as he waited for me to answer him.

    Sorry about this, I whispered. There's a creep who looked like he wanted a seat with me, and I'm going to be on this bus for six hours. I'll get out of your hair later, all right?

    I thought, best case scenario, that my seatmate would go back to his newspaper, grudgingly letting me keep the sanctuary I had found. Instead, his dark gaze sharpened, and his frown deepened.

    What did he do? he asked, and I blinked at the slight growl in his voice.

    Nothing much, I hastened to add. It's just he was staring at me, and um... he licked his lips. When I said it like that, it seemed really minor, and for a moment, I thought he was just going to roll his eyes and kick me out of his seat to fend for myself.

    Instead he nodded, eyes still narrowed. He straightened enough so he could see over the seat backs, scanning the space like some kind of hunting animal.

    The one in the Packers jacket?

    There's like four guys getting on in Packers' jackets...

    Brown hair, glasses, weird little beard thing?

    Ah, yes. How can you tell?

    He's staring hard at what he can see of you from where he's sitting. I think that's just your foot and your shoulder.

    Self-consciously, I tucked myself a little farther into my seat. It had the effect of bringing me closer to my seatmate, who was still scowling at the creep behind us.

    I'm going to go... He started to rise, and a fast vision of a bus brawl raced through my mind.

    No, don't worry about it, I said, reaching out and tugging his coat to hold him back. I just want to make it to White Pines without any problems.

    He frowned at me, and then reluctantly nodded.

    Here, take the window seat, he said gruffly, peeling his coat off. And give me your jacket, I can stow it above.

    Sir, yes sir, I mumbled, but I did as he said. I did feel safer against the window, and I was more comfortable after I had taken my coat off.

    That's simply ridiculous, a grown man harassing a girl your age, he growled, and it was such an old man thing to say, coming from such a young guy, that I laughed.

    How old do you think I am? I asked. I might not have made the most mature first impression, but I didn't have that much of a baby face.

    He looked me over, and shrugged.

    First or second year at the University of Illinois?

    I made a face.

    I graduated from college three years ago. I'm twenty-four, I said. Want to see my license?

    He shot me a very patient look.

    Have you thought that showing strange men proof of address and identity might be a bad idea? he asked pointedly.

    He wasn't wrong, and Mara's weary comment about common sense and Jack in the boxes ran through my head.

    I promise you, I'm twenty-four, I said. And my name's Chloe. There. Not even a last name in case you turn out to be a stalker or something, alright?

    I startled a surprised laugh out of him, and I immediately liked him a little better. When he smiled, it eased some of the lines around his eyes and made him seem less surly. More inviting. If I was going to be utterly honest, it sent a brief ripple of warmth through me, enough to make me want to blush a little.

    Dammit, I thought. Paul broke up with me three weeks ago, this is way too soon.

    Not for a rebound, a sly little voice replied, but luckily it shut up when he offered me a hand.

    Alex, he said by way of introduction. And it's a pleasure to meet you, Chloe.

    Pleased to meet you, I said, taking his hand, and that might have been my first mistake. The moment I touched his hand -large with long, slender fingers and a surprising hint of roughness in a man so well-dressed- a spark shot between us. It was like a shooting star, a hot yellow streak through an endless field of blue, shocking enough that I jerked my hand away, wide eyed.

    At first, I thought I was just behaving like a freak, but from the startled expression on Alex's face, I could see clearly that he felt it too.

    Static electricity, he said finally. It's dry in here.

    Yeah, I agreed, but I sensed that neither of us believed it. Are you going all the way up to White Pines too?

    Wrong question. His face closed like a door, and even in the warmth of the bus, I felt a chill. He might as well have hung a none of your business sign on his face.

    Yes, I am, he said curtly, and returned to his newspaper.

    Well, at least I didn't end up trapped in a seat with the creep, I thought. I pressed close against the window so that Alex would have plenty of room, and because in my hurry to get to the bus stop, I had forgotten to grab any of the books I was reading, I had to content myself with watching the scenery. Because it was northern Illinois, however, the scenery was mostly scrubby, flat or suburban, so instead I ended up covertly watching Alex, which was much more attractive.

    He wore a plain gray sweater that looked so soft that I barely stopped myself from touching it. His shoulders were broad, and I could tell that his hips were narrow. He was lean, but there was some serious muscle on him, if his shoulders and thighs were any indication.

    I sneaked another peek at him, and this time I froze because he was looking back at me, his dark eyes dancing with amusement at having caught me staring. This time I could feel a red blush creeping up my cheeks, and I felt about as old as he had thought I was.

    Mumbling something about being tired, I turned around completely, curling up towards the window.

    He chuckled, and the sweet dark sound sent a shiver up my spine. I closed my eyes. If I pretended to be asleep, he couldn't catch me doing anything else that embarrassing. Soon enough, reality caught up with pretense, and I was drifting off for real.

    He’s so classically handsome, I thought drowsily, in that random way that happens right before sleep, and then I was gone.

    CHAPTER 2

    Alex

    When I looked closer, I could tell she wasn't a teenager. She was still younger than I was, but there was a womanly grace to her, in spite of the way she giggled and blushed. Usually that kind of thing annoyed me, but for some reason this time I couldn't help laughing.

    She turned her back to me and curled into a tight ball, nothing but a loose blue sweater, jeans, and a puff of short, fluffy dark hair in the seat next to me. I suspected she was faking, but sooner rather than later, her soft regular breathing told me that she was out like a light.

    I didn't usually find myself drawn to elves, and that was what she reminded me of. She couldn't have been an inch over 5'5, and her blue eyes were enormous and fringed with long dark lashes, giving her a gamine quality. That made her harasser's offense even worse somehow, and when she was asleep, I turned around quickly to make sure that I knew where he was sitting. He gave me a confused look, clearly having spotted me glaring at him earlier. And the guy hadn’t actually done anything yet, so I couldn’t blame him for wondering.

    I sighed, leaning back in the seat. There was almost but not quite enough space for my legs under the seat in front of me, and again I cursed myself for not just renting a car in Chicago and driving up, though I hadn't taken the bus anywhere in close to ten years. Driving would have meant I’d get to the old homestead faster, however, and it would also mean I had nothing to do the whole drive besides being alone with my thoughts. When my mother had asked yet again about when I would be heading home, it had been convenient to tell her I was bound by the bus schedule, which we both knew was late more often than not.

    Even through the phone, I could sense her disapproval, but she knew better than to try to start fighting with me so early in the game. She might have gotten somewhere doing that with David, but it would just make me hang up and skip everyone's calls for the next six months just like I’d done before. No, she would wait until I was at White Pines, and we were all gathered together like one big happy family before she started on the old song and dance with my father in chorus.

    I wasn't looking forward to that at all, and I was grateful to Chloe for distracting me from my imminent future for at least a short while. When I glanced over, I saw that she had relaxed a little in her sleep. Now I could see her face, round and with just the barest dusting of dark freckles over her nose. Cute, I tried to tell myself, but that leap of heat when we had touched suggested some other words.

    Goddamn, but you're a hypocrite, I told myself. I felt disgusted at the man who had driven her into my arms- uh, my seat- but sitting next to Chloe herself, I could feel a strange pull towards her, something that started at my heart and seemed to spread everywhere else. My thoughts were unruly enough that I wondered what it would be like to kiss her on her flushed cheek, just gently enough that she didn't wake up. Or perhaps she would wake up, and smile and...

    And hopefully call the cops, I thought bitterly. Jesus, but I'm an asshole sometimes.

    I could have passed it off as being a result of a long time between partners. Jennifer and I had gotten serious until she decided she needed someone more passionate, and Gail had been fun until I realized that she liked being a doctor's girlfriend more than she actually liked me. They were both tall, elegant, ambitious women, a lawyer and an installation artist respectively. They were my ‘type,’ insomuch as I had a type, but Chloe was blowing that idea to bits. She looked—and acted—like neither one of them, but I'd never felt a tug of desire quite as strong as that brief flash a few minutes back. I really didn't know what to do with it.

    I grunted as something jostled my leg and watched with narrowed eyes as the man in the Packers jacket headed towards the front of the bus. He dropped a scrap of paper into the driver's trash bin and made his way back, avoiding my gaze but watching Chloe with that same hungry gaze that had startled her so badly. It was enough to make me want to deal with him right then and there, but just then, as if her sleep had been disturbed by his passing, Chloe whimpered, turned over, and buried herself against my side.

    I froze for a moment, thinking that the best thing to do would be gently turn her back around, but then I relaxed into her embrace almost against my will. She was a soft warm weight against me, and now her arm came over my chest, pulling me closer still. She made a soft satisfied sound that was half enticing, half funny, and fell into a deeper sleep again.

    I sighed, giving up any ideas of immediate vengeance and settled down instead against Chloe's sleeping form. She felt almost shockingly good against my side, and I reminded myself again that it was time to find another girlfriend. Maybe it was time for something a little different than the tall and elegant types I preferred.

    Chloe didn't wear any perfume. The way her head was burrowed right underneath my chin, I could smell her shampoo, something bright and fruity, and underneath that was her own scent, soft and uniquely hers. She smelled like sleep and soap and home, and I couldn't help drifting off myself. At some point, it became natural to throw my arm over her shoulders, gathering her close as I leaned back in my seat to sleep.

    I woke up to the bus drawing to a stop, and for a moment I thought we had slept all the way to White Pines. Instead, the driver announced a fifteen minute stop in Madison, and told us we were welcome to leave the bus as long as we were back in time. He apparently had no intention of keeping to the always-late creed. Damn.

    Chloe must have been exhausted because she barely stirred at all before turning back to the window. I was momentarily disappointed to feel her warmth draw away, but as her harasser brushed past me again, I decided that it was just as well. Not bothering to put on my coat, I followed him off the bus and to the small shelter where he proceeded to pull out a cigarette.

    He regarded me warily as I approached him, perhaps getting ready to defend himself with some kind of protestation that she hadn't minded all that much or even that he had been paying her a compliment. I had heard plenty of that kind of talk before; it was just as common at a hospital as it is elsewhere. There was no one at the shelter except for the two of us, everyone else choosing to run to the coffee shop across the street.

    Hey man, your girl, she's really cute, you know?

    The whine in his voice made my hackles rise, and I knew that I couldn't conceal the look of disgust that crossed my face.

    Don't get back on the bus.

    He stared at me as if he wasn't sure that I was speaking English.

    What the hell, man...

    I mean it. Don't get back on the bus. Stay here. Pass some time. There will be another bus here in three or four hours that runs the same route. Pay the driver and get on that one.

    He started to get angry, his brows beetling at me and puffing up like a toad.

    Hey, you can't tell me what to fucking...

    I shrugged, because I had figured that there was a better than average chance it would come to this. As he stepped forward, so did I, and my forearm slammed across his collarbones. I pushed him back off of his feet and slammed him into the Plexiglas wall of the shelter with nothing more than a grunt of effort. He yelped, but then my forearm rolled up to his throat, threatening to cut off his air supply. He stared at me, and I smiled mirthlessly.

    I can threaten you with all sorts of things if you like, I said mildly. I could call the police, I could refer you to the bus driver, I suppose, I could simply take it upon myself to get your name and start making life difficult for you...

    He looked supremely nervous at that, and I had the idea that he was wondering who I was and what I could actually do. It was less than what he thought, but his ignorance of the fact suited me just fine.

    ... Or you can just call ahead to let your people know that you're going to be late, and take the second bus. Tell them you missed a connection or something. Then you never have to think about this again, and it all ends here.

    I released him to see what he would do, and after a moment where it looked as if he might have wanted to fight, he nodded, two quick jerks of the head.

    I nodded, because there was no need to humiliate him further, turned, and walked back to the bus. From the seat, I watched, and he never left the shelter, not even when the bus driver announced we were leaving.

    Good riddance.

    When the bus pulled away from the Madison stop, Chloe stirred a little, stretching out and looking around. Her bleary eyes told me that she would have far rather stayed asleep, and she gazed at me in some slight confusion, something that I found strangely endearing. I had to stop myself from reaching out to tuck a strand of dark hair behind her ear.

    What's going on? she asked. Are we in White Pines already?

    No, we have another few hours yet. Go back to sleep.

    Oh, okay.

    With nothing more than that, she snuggled up against me again, and this time, I didn't hesitate to wrap my arm around her. I told myself that there was nothing wrong with it, that people often leaned against each other on long bus rides, and that after all, she had started it.

    I must have dozed off myself because suddenly my eyes opened, it was three hours later, and Chloe was stirring under my arm.

    Mm, feels nice, she murmured, but before she could enjoy herself too much, she came awake with a start, sitting up and drawing away. I was amused to see her cheek imprinted with the pattern of my sweater as she looked around in confusion.

    I am so, so sorry, she said contritely. I didn't mean to sleep all over you like that...

    No problem at all, I responded, stretching a little. I got some sleep as well. No harm done.

    She looked relieved at that and her shy smile zinged its way through me every bit as strong as the previous electric shock.

    Thank you for not minding and for everything, really. That bus trip could have been a lot nastier if you hadn't been here and so willing to give up the fun of sitting alone.

    That was when we rolled into the small bus station at White Pines, and I realized that I might not be having much fun for a while. I put that out of my mind in favor of helping Chloe get put back together, and as we trundled to the front of the bus, she glanced behind her.

    Whatever happened to that guy who was bugging me? she asked in confusion. I could have sworn he was sitting right back there.

    Lot of stops between here and northern Illinois, I responded with complete honesty. He probably just got off while we were sleeping.

    CHAPTER 3

    Chloe

    I couldn't quite believe that I had managed to sleep all the way north from Illinois. Usually when I slept in the car, I ended up tossing and turning restlessly. Now, though, I felt as if I had finally caught up on some of the sleep I had lost last night and in the previous few weeks after learning about my pregnancy.

    As we disembarked, I turned to Alex.

    Thank you again, I said. I really mean it. And... I don't mean to be strange or forward or anything else that might offend your old man sensibilities...

    He raised an eyebrow at me.

    I'm thirty, he said.

    Well, you read a paper like an old man, anyway, but yeah, if it doesn't freak you out, maybe we could get together while I'm in town? I'm planning to be here for around a month or so.

    He smiled at that and just as he was opening his mouth to reply, there was a flurry of motion off to one side.

    Oh Alex, there you are, I swear, we've been waiting forever and a day. I knew that you shouldn't have taken the bus...

    Instinctively, I stepped aside to make way for the woman in an actual fur coat to fly by me, throwing herself into Alex with a frenzy that reminded me of a feeding shark. She was tall, and Alex had her sandy hair. I realized I recognized her, and then with a start, I understood why.

    She was Rina Reed, which meant that Alex was that Alexander Reed, part of one of the illustrious founding families of White Pines. Their money lay in the timber of the northern forests, and they were notoriously proud.

    Alex looked as startled to see her as I was, and his expression quickly changed to something slightly mask-like and cool. Kind of like the way he’d looked when I first got on the bus, before he thawed.

    Mother, it's good to see you, he said with a slight trace of irony.

    I might have kept on watching like a rude hick watching a prince, but then someone tapped me on the shoulder from behind. I turned to see two very familiar faces waiting behind me. Mara was tall with black hair like mine, but she wore it long and her eyes snapped with green fire. Shannon, born between us, looked as soft and warm as ever, her brown hair tucked under a bobble hat and her gray eyes warm.

    It was Shannon that hugged me first, and for more than one reason, I fell into her arms, holding her tight. Our parents always said that she was the sweetest of the three of us, and after Mama and Dad died a few years ago, she was the one who made all the arrangements and kept us going with food and water when I might have collapsed and Mara would have worked herself into splinters.

    Oh, it's so good to see you, Chloe, she said, and I nodded against an unexpected lump in my throat. It had been almost two years since I had seen either of my sisters.

    If you've got that out of the way, I'm in a towaway zone, Mara said briskly. "Is that all you brought with

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