Chapter 9 (1)
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Dylan knocked on Chelsea’s door, and heard her unlock it to let him in. He entered the room and unzipped his jacket, shrugged it off and tossed it over the back of the sofa.

“You locked the door this time,” he said.

She smiled and flopped down on the sofa. “I told you, I always lock the door.”

“Oh yeah, something about a Hell’s Angel cowboy.”

She laughed. He sat down next to her on the sofa and they looked at each other for a minute. Chelsea felt her heart skip a beat and the intensity of his gaze as he peered into her soul. He wore an almost perplexed look on his face.

“What’s up?” she asked.


“I don’t know. You just seem like you have something on your mind. Or don’t I...

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