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"I will eventually. Just wait."
Avice blinked, but moved back slightly to give him space, offering closeness with open arms if he chose. "You're okay.."
Landon cocked his head in confusion before setting down his phone, kissing the side of her neck. "She hung up." *** Callie crossed her arms....
"That's not true. You're always perfect to me."
Avice seemed surprised, her brows furrowing in concern. "Jack?"
"Landon Rhodes and Valerie Cooper," he replied, wrapping an arm around Val playfully.
He chuckled. "That sounds funny."
(Not this time)
"I'm a photographer," he explained, "but my girlfriend is a journalist, if you'd rather speak with her instead."
"Are you sure about that?"
(Yee)
Landon blinked. "Oh.. Emerson Weekly."
"Don't meet full drunk Francis. Nobody is pleasant fully drunk."
She continued to him quietly, her voice soft and low as she carefully laid back.
"That's right," he told her. "Is there a problem?"
"You've met him before."
She grinned his back gently, humming softly again.
Landon cleared his throat so his voice sounded more official. "Hello?"
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