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by Carole Hart
“Then I firmly plan to make an honest veterinarian of you.”
“Of course,” she said softly. They were staring into each other’s eyes, an energy building between them that could only end one way. She felt a prickling up her thighs and over her breasts at the thought of his touch, his kiss.
She said to him, “I love you so much, Ralph.”
“I love you more, Emily.”
Emily turned to the director and said, in a newly strong and joyful voice, “Cut.”