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a white leather handbag, wore full TV-ready makeup, dark red lips, shimmering silver eyelids, and a perfume so strong it drowned out the smell of coffee.
“I’ve got yoga downtown, I might be home late,” she told Nathan, brushing a kiss against his cheek.
He didn’t even look suspicious.
“Have lunch with your client, okay?” she added sweetly. “I’ll see you continue reading …
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