Chapter 24 Seafood

“It wasn’t?” Tyson arched a brow. “I’m taking notes. Next time I’ll do better. What would you prefer? CNN announcing our marriage?” He rolled the sleeves of his black shirt casually, looking too relaxed for someone who'd almost given her—and Daphne, a heart attack. 

Lyra’s frown deepened. “You’re n...

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