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he laughed at her pain.
The morning brought no apology.
Marcus appeared at my door with a casual knock and a request. They were heading to the spa. Could I watch the kids by the pool?
“Marcus,” I said quietly, “about what happened last night.”
He waved his hand. “Mom, don’t make a big deal out of nothing. Isla was just stressed about the room situation.continue reading …
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