Chapter 513

  Myrna suppressed the urge to kick him in the teeth.

  She shrugged. "Well, if you can...t..."

  He grunted, the arms crossed over his chest tightening until his biceps strained the sleeves of his T-shirt. "There...s a difference between can...t and won...t."

  "The outcome is the same."

  The band...

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