She crossed her arms a bit. Now he was pushing her buttons and probably knew it too. Especially with the brow wagging, charming sort of way he handled her boy. "I'm old enough!" He defended himself with a pout, crossing his arms. "Momma calls me Dean. But my name is Marcus Dean." Dean? Shy? That was like saying the sky was red.
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