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black sunglasses, a pale cover-up fluttering behind her like she expected the beach to part. She stopped in front of Noah’s castle. Not beside it. In front of it. “Seriously?” she hissed. Noah froze with the flag in his hand. She looked back toward a blanket set several yards away. “Gross! This thing ruins the view from my spot.” I stood. “We’ll be continue reading …
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