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Chapter 39: Holding Hands

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“Boring?” Harper repeats. “I don’t think so. I think stable reliable men are very attractive.” Her tone is casual as she walks beside him along the sidewalk. Once they were far enough away from the office building, she took Olivers hand and his fingers immediately intertwined with hers, his grip firm and warm. The simple physical connection sent a jolt of electricity through his system, and he squeezed her hand gently in response. “Attractive, huh?” he murmured, a smirk playing at the corners

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