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“So are you here looking for Nick Santucci as a possible Mr. Right? ‘Cause, honey, Mr.
Right could be fat, bald or married—and very possibly, all three.�
Bliss blinked. “It’s scary how much we think alike. And the answer is not just no, but hell
no. I think. So, are you not looking for Mr. Right, either?�
“There’s no such animal,� Fran scoffed. “But I wouldn’t mind a few rounds with Mr.
Wrong,â€� she said, and surprisingly enough, she almost sounded wistful.”
― Paris Brandon, IOU