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Tim unsnarled himself from his family and crossed to where Lola still leaned against the counter close by Dilya’s perch, its stout support barely sufficient to overcome the weakness in her knees.
Tim worked his way back into the crowd with her hand firmly clasped in his. Cousins, two older sisters, baby brother… All went by in a blur, but not a one of them missed that her hand was firmly clamped in his.
Oh s**t!
She was being dragged forward to be introduced to the family. Which was great. Except she was being presented as the chosen woman of the prodigal son. No! a voice screamed in her head. No! No! No!
Everyone went quiet when she landed in front of an older man. She could feel every occupant in the room completely focused on her. Time to put on her game face. She had to have on
