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... > She shot up in bed, clutching the blanket and inching backward. She looked up, alarmed. "How did you get in?"
"You didn’t lock the door," the man replied.
Vivian Quincy glanced toward the door, biting her lip.
Jasper Ford walked to her bedside.
Startled, Vivian Quincy scrambled back. She looked up and forced a difficult smile at Jasper Ford. "Do you need me for something, President Ford?"
"On your chest..."
"What do you think you’re doing?"
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