Chapter 20 On Her Way To The Other McCarthy

Marcus’s P.O.V

Her brows snap together for a second as she hesitates. But she says, “Twenty-four.”

“I’m twenty-eight.”

She nods.

“I can’t promise that I’ll cut you off… I think I’ll still text you, call you, and be tempted to come see you here, but I promise not to show up unannounced. When I ...

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