Betsy Braddock (
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Brian--at home
Betsy was on the couch flipping through magazines--work research, absolutely!--when the door to the apartment opened. Brian wasn't even completely inside before she asked, "Who's Meggan?" with a knowing smile. She hadn't even looked up.
She hadn't looked for that information, either. It wasn't her fault the name was practically screaming at her the second he walked in.
She hadn't looked for that information, either. It wasn't her fault the name was practically screaming at her the second he walked in.
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But come on, he was barely even in the door! Brian laughed and rolled his eyes and sort of went red around the ears (probably the closest thing to blushing he ever really did). "You tell me," he said, throwing himself down next to Betsy, affectionately ruffling her hair.
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