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"Psh. No way. I'll take you to a work party one day."
"I love you too," she said softly. "I really love you."
Landon pursed his lips. "Can you let me talk to her?" Callie extended her arm for the woman to take the phone.
"I don't feel like it. There's too many."
She rolled her eyes before planting a kiss on his forehead. "I'm not."
"A pound owner," he said quietly. "So terrible." Turning back to the phone he sighed. "How can I help?" "Talk to this lady and tell her that...
"It is. I know people."
"No, I'm not lying."
Landon paused to look back at Val. "There's a dog killer!" he said, his voice a whisper.
Callie dialed into the phone with a smirk before raising it to her ear. *** Landon shifted as his phone rang, his eyes fluttering as he moved to...
"I don't feel like it."
"I would never lie about my affection for you.'
Callie raised an eyebrow before pulling out her phone. "Really now? I suppose I'll just call them, then."
"Of course I am.."
"I like you better."
Callie smirked, facing the woman. "What do you think?"
"Other people.. At work and stuff."
"I know that," she told him, tilting her head slightly.
Callie raised an eyebrow at the woman expectantly. "Not to mention we know a few journalists who are always willing to write new stories about...
