And it wasn’t over.
Justin propped one hip against the desk. “We need to talk before we go.”
A streak of panic darkened Amanda’s face, and she poured another cup of coffee. She handed him a cup, then took hers and sank into her desk chair with a resigned sigh as if she knew he had bad news.
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