"One, it's just a test. I'm not meeting the man. Two - I'm only letting you analyze my blood if you make an effort to meet your dad." "Deal." Fitz choked on his spit. "Pardon?" "I'll do it," Jemma jutted out her chin. (Oh, yes . . . She's physically incable of backing down from a bet . . . Is this a bet?) [Sequel to "The Family Tree"]All Rights Reserved
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