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So I’ve had the pleasure of watching these two little rascals grow up.” As Aunt Teeta passed the table, she gave Gage’s shoulder an affectionate squeeze. “Isn’t this Gage just the cutest thing?”
Shaking his head, Gage flushed slightly and tried to concentrate on his scrambled eggs.
“And those dimples,” Aunt Teeta teased. “Aren’t they just precious?”
Before Gage could ward him off, Etienne leaned over and pinched his cheek. “Just precious. Cute and precious.”
“Cut it out,” Gage mumbled, lowering his head.
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