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all to himself. Earlier he'd spied them walking through the house to who knew where, although Patrick had told him they'd been looking for him. But having found him, Patrick had kept watch over them until the boys had arrived mysteriously and even then, he’d hung around until Chris, Vega and their kids invited him to join them out at the stables.
Giving a great stretch of boredom and genuine tiredness Dylan knew he had to put a stop to her yacking before he lost his mind. “Liz the relationship between us was over from the start. Now tell me the real reason you're here. Carolina will be home soon and the two of you crossing paths would be unwise and possibly dangerous.”
Liz flipped her stiletto black hair over her shoulder, exaggerating the motion so he'd see she wore her engagement and wedding rings, “Did you tell her about us?”
Dylan wondered what Carolina was doing, hoped she'd have good news when she arrived. Catching Callum staring at Liz's semi-exposed torso Dylan cleared his throat meaningfully and the boy hurriedly looked away. “There’s no us,” he told her.
Crossing one leather-clad thigh over the other she
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