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Arden frowned. It frustrated her to realize that she still carried the emotional scars from a man who’d been gone from her life for so long, and that her inherent distrust was so apparent. “Do you think I’m cold?”
“No,” Nikki responded immediately. “You’re the warmest, most giving and caring person I know, but you don’t often let other people see it.”
Arden stuffed a wad of wrapping paper into the bag in Nikki’s hand.
“Does he see it?” Nikki asked.
“He thinks he does.”
Nikki grinned. “I like him already.”
“You would,” Arden muttered.
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