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Reagan drove to Leo’s place that evening. He was on the porch, reading, the porch light catching the gray in his hair.

By thirty-five, she had built exactly the life she wanted. A restored farmhouse outside Boise, a vintage motorcycle she could strip and rebuild blindfolded, and a collection of lovers who came and went like seasons. She was kind about it—never cruel, never dishonest. Every relationship came with the same warning, delivered over the first glass of wine: I don’t do forever. If that breaks your heart, don’t bring it here. reagan foxx never marry

He smiled, slow and warm.