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Gavin stood within the trees, observing her from the shadows. He watched the basket rise to her nose as she closed her eyes to sniff at its contents. A smile told him it smelled delicious, but she didn’t open the container to pinch off a sample. Instead, the basket lowered to swing at her side as it had previously done.tAll at once the air was filled with soft singing–a sweet, merry tune comprised of ludicrous lyrics. It was impossible not to grin at the
