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At one of those numbly generic dinners she'd grown up learning to sit through, he'd turned to her and murmured, "Baby, can you dig your man?" She didn't even make a token effort not to laugh. He wanted her to, after all.
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At one of those numbly generic dinners she'd grown up learning to sit through, he'd turned to her and murmured, "Baby, can you dig your man?" She didn't even make a token effort not to laugh. He wanted her to, after all.