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"We weren’t e term"

Lauren’s buzzer went off She punched the button "Yes"

"Pick up"

Lauren frowned, but reached for the receiver "Yes?"

Alice whispered urgently, "There is a very large, very grouchyyou"

Lauren couldn’t help but laugh "That’s Royce Tell hiht out" Lauren pushed to her feet "I have a visitor I need to attend"

Abruptly Roger closed the distance between theht over the bandage and her burn "I made a mistake I had cold feet We can rabbed his hand "You’re hurtingme I miss you I"

"Let her go"

Roger released her and turned to the door, where Royce stood, tall and broad, in jeans and a T-shirt, that ht as well have been leather and knives, for the look on his face

"Who are you?" Roger deaped at the caveround out between her teeth

"Yes, sweetheart?"

"I was just leaving," Roger said, but Royce still blocked the doorway and made no effort to move

"Don’t leave onto worry about

Roger, as used to being under fire in the courtroo a cool glare, he said, "I’lanced at Lauren, "I’ll call you," and then stepped forward as if daring Royce to block his way