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Chapter 3

“Hey, big brother.”
Owen dropped his spoon in his clam chowder. “That’s it. I’m eating in my office from now on.”Erin rolled her eyes at his teasing. “I’m not that bad.”
“Yes, you are.”
“Fine. Be that way. I guess you don’t want to know who’s here to see you.”
At once, as his gaze went immediately to the door of the Salty Dog Chowder House, his expression shifted from mildly exasperated amusement to the brightest, most amazing smile he’d seen on his fa...