I Want What I Want

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Chris arched his brow at his woman. "What is that supposed to mean?"

She turned back to look at him and her lips spread into an even wider and grimmer smile. "You had an audience at your own show, it's only right that I get one too." She rose slowly and dramatically to her feet. "Of course, your father is much of an audience to me, loving, supportive, not to mention rich and handsome, oh Sarah doesn't know what she has. Or shall ...