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“Andy, No!’ the young woman screamed as her small son ran quickly away from her. He looked about 3 years old, but ran like Jesse Owens. I jumped from my truck and held him by his little suspenders. ‘No you don’t little guy!’ I laughed out holding him as he still tried running away. He looked like one of those cartoons on the TV. ‘Your Mommy will kick your little butt.’ I laughed again as his very, pretty mother ran up to me.

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Chapter One- Luann Luann watched the white, fluffy flakes as they filtered through her view in the blinds. It had been snowing since early morning and she was happy to be inside the warmth of Ryan’s flower shop. Her thick mock turtleneck and flannel shirt kept her warm on the outside, but inside she needed nothing extra to warm her; she was already burning with desire.

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