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23 The perfect mate (2)
Deni For two days Haven and I worked together like a well-oiled machine. He did the heavy lifting and I sold the blueberries in the stand. And when I ventured out to go and scout for more corporate companies that we could supply our produce to, he manned the stand. Everything went smoothly as if we’ve worked together before. We were a good team. And I felt amazing having him there. We managed to sell the whole truckload of blueberries, and made new partnerships with more companies. People loved our blueberries so much, and demanded that we bring more on our next harvest. I look at him in the driver seat on our way home. He looks relaxed and unbothered. He hasn’t touched me ever since that day. We slept in the same bed for two long nights, and he kept to his side. And he didn’t
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