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CHAPTER THREE

CHAPTER THREE

Palm leaves sparkle in the breeze and my shutters are flung open. Slits are high and necklines plunge. Naked, nearly naked, you make the call.

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Chapter One

Chapter One

'Book the trip' he said, and so I did. Hot days call for hot heads.

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CHAPTER TWO

CHAPTER TWO

"How fast can you leave?" she breathed. Her heart raced as she realized it, staying here would not do.

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