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Chapter 18

  • Chapter Eighteen
  • Loraine lifted her eyebrow when she realized something. “You have a type, don’t you?”
  • “What?” he asked with a completely innocent wide eyed look.
  • “Blonde hair, blue eyed? They probably can’t swim huh, that’s why they need the inflated balloons they carry on their chests? What’s wrong with brunettes or red heads with green eyes?” she leaned forward on the table, “Does the color of my eyes and hair make me your type, Reno?”
  • He pulled at the collar of his shirt. “Why are we discussing this again?”
  • Loraine smiled sweetly at him. “Oh no, it wasn’t a discussion, just an observation. You do know not every goldilocks falls in the dumb blonde category?”
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