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CHAPTER THREE-3
RAIF WALKED THROUGH the front door nearly an hour later. "Sorry I'm late, but—" He stopped in his tracks at the sight before him, nearly dropping the groceries to the floor. Two unrecognizable children were quietly seated around the yellow table, with Sarah dishing up the most delicious smelling tuna casserole. His eyes took in her new state of dress: a pair of jeans that hugged her generous hips and thighs, and a sky-blue T-shirt that clung to her upper body like skin on a grape. Her hair was pulled back into a pony tail; a few strands escaped their confinement and framed her face. Raif liked this sexy, casual look. It was hard to believe she was the same stiff, starched, and uptight woman who had invaded his home a few hours ago. "I'm impressed." He strolled over to the counter, settin
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