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Оглавление“They think we’re married,” Shannon said finally.
“We are, technically.”
“Only because we haven’t done the paperwork for a divorce.”
“It’s been seven years, Shannon. If you really wanted a divorce, you would have made it happen.”
“I do want one, Jack.” Her mouth hinted at more to come but she stayed quiet.
He hooked his thumbs in his belt loops. “For the time being, it looks like we’re gonna have to play at being nice married folks until we get Dina and her baby out of this jam.”
A glimmer, a flicker, a shadow rippled across her face. Her mouth thinned into a grim line.
“Pack up. We’ll get a cab to the airstrip in the morning. I’ll keep watch tonight. They may come back. You can tell Dina where we’re headed. You have her cell number.”
“And where exactly are we headed?” she said over her shoulder.
He looked into the luminous eyes of the woman who was his wife in name only, wondering what he had just gotten himself into. “Home,” he said. “To Gold Bar.”
