ChapterSeventeen

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Paige I danced a little with my mom, dad, sister, brother, and friends. My friends teased me a lot for not drinking alcohol. Even though they know I'm not a big drinker. Even if I could do with a bottle of vodka or two right now. Right now, drinking isn't something I should be doing. Not until I've given birth, at least. That and I wouldn't while on a date with Dr. Lance Sloan. Who, I might add, has charmed my mother no end. “He's amazing, darling. And you look so good together.” “Thanks, Mom.” If I'm going to do this, I have to let people believe he and I have something special, even if there is no spark between us. Well, not for me, at least. I don't know what to do yet, so why would I even think having a relationship with him is a good idea? “Bob and I are about to leave. Fre

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