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... ghtly messy, coffee in hand, a lopsided grin on his face. The second he sees me, his eyes scan mine, as if checking that I’m okay.
"I take it you survived the Marcus Ambush of 38,000 feet?"
"Barely," I groan, pulling my carry-on behind me. "He monologued. He pontificated. He called me sharp. Like I’m a cheese."
Josh snorts. "A fine-aged Gouda?"
I smirk. "At least. Maybe a brie. Something with bite."
We fall into step, waiting for the belt to spit out our b ...
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