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“Do I get a reward?" he asked as he brought her hand to his mouth for a kiss. Ruby darted her eyes away from him as she blushed with embarrassment. "For my rescue?" she dared. His eyes twinkled. "For rescuing each other." He placed his hand along her back and pulled her against his chest.”

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Ruby

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