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it looked as though somebody had pulled him back by the shoulders.
His posture changed at once. Shoulders up. Hands tight. Eyes gone wide and watchful.
Victoria dropped into a crouch with practiced grace.
“Levi, baby, come to Mommy.”
He took one step backward.
“Levi,” she said again, sweeter now, a syrupy tone that made Brooke, listening from the kitchen continue reading …
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