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I needed a man the worst kind of way—a man I could keep for at least six months. She was conscious the whole conversation of Michelle, trying to divine what the girl was planning to do. "I am Owen Wood, at your service. ” “Who says I don’t? Didn’t you used to live in Arkansas?” “Alabama. “Some afternoon. “Is that so? Who says?” He demanded, his eyebrows arching as he looked at her with puerile glee. Looking for something, or someone, probably.
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