bwcraze
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"We're not doing matching outfits," Lucy muttered, glaring at the floral shirt in her hands.
Tim leaned on the doorway with a smirk. "Says the woman who just married me in front of three agents and a box of Krispy Kremes."
"Fake married."
"Fake hot for me, too?"
She threw the shirt at his face. "Don't flatter yourself, Bradford. I only pretend when I have to."