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the ice in her Godiva and Creme. Twenty-seven, blonde and blue-eyed
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Sheldon had worn underneath her navy blue skirt the night they'd met.
"Mmmm" Marnie managed. "I'm not a pastry chef, but I
know my way around a Kitchen Aid mixer." "Chocolate especially."
Sheldon went on. "But I enjoy the build up. Like a seven
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Don't you think?"
Cooking at home was so different than at the restaurant. She prepped
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