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... ords, Connor Quinn could picture Moira Sloan’s typically spoiled and entitled demeanor.
A willful and unreasonable girl.
If you weren’t constantly pampering her and putting her on a pedestal, she’d leave in a heartbeat.
Connor Quinn: I’m in Atheria. With a client.
Moira Sloan: Oh.
That single "Oh" was jarring. Clenching the cigarette in his hand between his teeth again, Connor typed: "Home by nine tonight. Can you wait?"
Moira Sloan: I can.
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