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Chapter 6-3
Nash The sound of Nolan’s laughter does something peculiar to my heart—makes it contract and expand at the same time. I toss and tickle him until he collapses on the floor, half-moaning, half-laughing. “Okay,” Denali soothes. “Who wants some lemonade?” “I do, I do!” Nolan yells, racing forward to take his plastic cup with a lid and straw. Denali hands me a glass filled with ice and a clear liquid with green herbs floating in it. I take a sip and savor the zing of lemon and some other taste. “Mmm—what is this?” “It’s my version of lemonade. I don’t like Nolan to have too much sugar, so I make it with fresh lemons, stevia, and a little basil.” I gape at her. Smoking hot single mom is also managing to pull a Martha Stewart existence? I drink the refreshing liquid down in three gulps a
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