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‘I wouldn’t want to impose on your special time with your aunt.’ Zac reached across and ruffled Charlie’s hair. Such a simple yet familiar gesture, it made my pulse spike with the force of an arrow stabbing my heart.
‘Would you like to come?’ The words escaped before I could swallow them back down, causing two pairs of eyes to turn in my direction: one gaze giddy with excitement and the other curious, analysing my face and body language. I made a point of relaxing the tension in my jaw and shoulders and focused my attention on Zac, arching my eyebrows at him.
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