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She gave him a big kiss on the cheek.
(Zoop!)
She gave him a grin before looking over her shoulder. "Is he coming back?"
"What?"
"Scoot over here."
He looked back up at the man and gave him a small smile, although it didn't meet his cold, blue eyes. "Would you like to join me for a drink?"...
"I guess I can't blame him, then."
"I think they'd make nice pants, right?"
"Can you come over here?"
He squinted at the man for a moment, looking down at Avice for a minute and kissing the top of her head before passing her Aubrey. "Ms. Curnow,"...
"Did you like reading it? Am I interesting?"
She pulled out a pair of black boxers thoughtfully. "How about these?"
"I'm miserable."
Jack noticed and his brows furrowed as he moved forward, taking Avice's hand. "May I help you?" he asked, his voice colder than she would have...
A slight flush may have tempted her cheeks, but she raised an eyebrow. "Why?"
She grinned and pulled out a large white shirt before looking at the other drawers.
She looked up at him. "I love you too."
"I don't have them."
Jack choked down the orange and smiled at the salesperson. "I am your God now," he said sweetly, turning around and heading the way Avice had gone.
"Why is it there?"
