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Chilly looked at her curiously for a moment before taking her hand. “It’s nice to meet you, Jeri,” he said, squeezing her hand gently. “I’m Chilly.” He quietly leaned towards her, his handsome face easing into a grin. Jeri felt her face suddenly blush with heat as he pressed his mouth against her ear and whispered softly.

“But you can call me Sam.”