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Betrayed Chapter 2

I had to cinch my belt all the way to the last notch. Even then, my pants were loose at the waist and tight at the hips and tush. Paul usurped my prerogative, helping Dianna into her sumptuous fur. Curiously, I was not the least bit offended by the unintended slight. It just seemed natural for a gentleman to help a lady with her coat. A gentleman? Wait a second....

"Let's go to dinner, Lover," Dianna interrupted. "My tummy is screaming Bloody Murder – and I'm suddenly in the mood for a big piece of meat."

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