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Mariah Peyton had spent years in college and med school. More years in the military on a medical ship in the Gulf. She didn't know what she was looking for, but a bright and shiny blonde elf in Christmas red crying in the back seat of a car at the gas pump, wasn't it. It amazed her. Lower the zipper on the leather jacket, lean in a bit and the fool immediately forgot about the woman.

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