Chapter 70 Silhouette in the Frame

Amelia POV

I straightened up from our fight, draping an arm around Boxer's shoulders with a satisfied grin.

"You're getting slow, old man," I said, giving him a companionable squeeze. "That left hook used to be faster."

Boxer chuckled. "And you're getting cocky, Dancer. I let you win."

"Sure you...

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