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She turned to go, and Georgia’s eyes lingered on her back. Fran was a gentle soul in a physical trainer’s body: she walked slightly stooped, as if to apologise for her imposing fitness. Georgia had admired her discretely many times but had stopped short of actively trying to flirt.
Cody Kmochova
✍ Posy Churchgate
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she sounds delectable
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