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She nodded in understanding then giggled. “Flint? I get it. Actually, I kinda like it. It suits you.”
He shrugged. “I’m gonna go and check the street. Go on in and watch some television.”
Amelia nodded and started into the living room, but Wyatt called her back.
“Amelia?”
“Yeah?”
“Ice was right. Youdolook like a supermodel.”
Amelia blushed seven ways to Sunday, amazed at how much more potent a compliment could be when her mate was the one delivering it.
