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... thing was named jealousy.
His gaze turned cold, chilly as the wind.
Jasmine Yale frowned, still not speaking?
Given Joe Heath’s character, he should have been babbling incessantly.
Jasmine Yale rubbed her temples: “Joe Heath, did you get drunk or did you call the wrong number again? It’s already eleven o’clock.”
“Jasmine Yale.” Sylvan Cheney said.
The deep, frigid voice made Jasmine Yale’s heart leap!
The phone almost slipped from her hand! ...
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