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“Will you just tell her I’ie” Justyn rested his hand on the handle of the screen door

“She’s pissed, Justyn I don’t knohat I can do for you She doesn’t want to see you”

“Ok, give me five minutes with her Please I messed up Come on Let me in”

He knew Maggie was debating Blair was her best friend, and if the blonde was ood chance he didn’t have a shot She flicked the hook on the door

“Ok, but don’t tell her I let you in She’s in her room”

Justyn skirted past Maggie and took the steps two at a time He had never seen the upstairs of the Buttons homestead, but he kneould find Blair easily There were only four rooms to choose from

He had left the boathouse in such a scra outside of the only closed door on the upper level, he realized he wasn’t exactly sure he knehat he was doing All he was sure of was that he wanted as on the other side of the door—even if it was only for one more month

He inhaled a long, deep breath then rapped on the door with his knuckles

“Is he gone?” Blair threw open the door Her eyes narrowed and her handshere? Aren’t you busy?”

“Come on, darlin’, let me explain” Justyn waited for Blair to invite him in

“What is there to explain? What? Do you think I’?”

“Well, aren’t you?” Justyn was puzzled For someone as supposed to be irls always so da?

“Mad? About what?” Blair questioned

“Can I at least come in?”

Blair stepped to the side and let Justyn walk past her into the inner sanctum of her summer retreat He noticed the stack of books next to her bed, along with an open journal and pen She rushed to the tableside and shoved the journal in the top drawer