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  1. Public Bookmark 68

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    "Your standards sound pretty low," Samira replies back, even though her heart is beating so quickly it gives her a head rush. "Do you say that to every girl who asks for pictures of you shirtless?"

    "No," Jack says, voice completely certain. Samira swallows. "No, Samira. Just you."

     

    (or, maybe giving jack abbot her phone number was a very, very bad idea.)

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    01 Jul 2026

  2. Public Bookmark 44

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    “Hey,” Robby says, “wanna hold her?”

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    30 Jun 2026

  3. Public Bookmark 8

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    Jack must have caught Samira’s sideways glances at the root-like scar now visible through the deep v of his top and smiled tightly. “Shark attack. Never know what animals are out there on Lake Michigan.” Keeping a straight face until the tight furrow of Samira’s brow became too earnest for him to keep up his ruse, Jack nudged her shoulder with his and snorted. “I’m kidding Mohan. Souvenir from a mortar shell in Kandahar. I promise, it didn’t hurt as much as it looks.”

    “Oh! I don’t think it looks painful. It looks cool, kinda like it’s a map line on your body.” It wasn’t until Samira looked up from the tablet that she was typing her notes into that she caught Jack’s smirk, his green eyes playful under the unforgiving lighting of the exam room. “A map line…never had residual shrapnel described in that way before.” Samira felt her cheeks flare in embarrassment and fear, praying to the Gods that she hadn’t just shot her medical career in the foot by ogling a war injury of her attending.

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    30 Jun 2026

  4. Public Bookmark 7

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    Yesterday Robby sent her a bedroom selfie -- well, it was about the cat sleeping right under his chin, lying over his neck and collarbones. He was shirtless, and the photo was tactfully cropped, but she could see the dark chest hair, the corded tone of his pectoral muscles, and his shoulders. Ruffled hair from sleep, and groggy eyes.

     

    Or: It starts with a car and a cat.

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    29 Jun 2026

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    “You didn’t do anything wrong,” Jack Abbot murmurs, pressing his lips to her forehead, before disappearing back down to the parking lot of her apartment complex. “I’ll be back in an hour. I’ll buzz three times when I’m back—I’m gonna leave my cell at home. Three times, alright? Three times, and only three times.”

    Samira nods.

    “Three times.”

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    Or, Jack Abbot is the guy you call when you need to get rid of a body.

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    27 Jun 2026