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Kristen Proby

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    I want to tear him limb from limb for even having the audacity to look at her ass.

    “I might ask her out,” Noah replies thoughtfully, and I react without thinking.

    “Fuck, no,” I say, my voice a growl.
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    The pain that the thought of someone else touching Willa brings me is a hell that I wouldn’t wish on an enemy.
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    “It wasn’t your fault that Cary died, Max. He was a thrill-seeker, especially when it came to skiing.
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    “I always planned to come back,” Max admits, surprising me. “For you.”

    “What?”
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    “Thanks. Come on, buddy, Max is going to let us warm up in his car.”

    “Awesome,” Alex says, immediately jumping out.

    “Go get him,” I say in a panic, and Max is already gone, taking Alex by the hand and leading him to the back of his Mercedes SUV.
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    “We’re here,” Max says, startling me.

    “Did I fall asleep?”

    “You were snoring and everything,” Max replies, making Alex giggle.

    “No, you weren’t, Mom,” Alex says. “Come on, let’s eat some pizza.”
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    “Wait!” Alex yells as he runs outside, two different boots on his feet, and no coat on. “I didn’t get to say hi yet.”

    “Well, good morning to you,” Max says and ruffles Alex’s hair. “Did you sleep well?”

    “Oh, yeah,” he says with a nod. “I could help shovel.”
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