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Anything She Wants
When Emmalyn woke up, I went out to get the bags from the car. I couldn’t smell or see them, but I knew a couple of my guys were stationed nearby. They’d be watching out for us. I messaged them on my phone earlier to let them know when we’d be leaving for my mom’s house and the address of where we were going. I brought the bags inside and took them to the laundry room. My suit was dry clean only, so I hung it up to take to the cleaners on Monday. I carefully emptied the rest of the bags into the laundry hampers, making sure to remove anything that wasn’t clothing, then took the bags upstairs with me. Emma was in the guest room where my stuff had been unpacked. I saw her grabbing an armful of clothes on hangers and I set the bags on the bed. She walked past without a word. It looked lik
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