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Rachel Gibson
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'Why is my toothbrush in a fishing pole holder?'
'I used it.' She did look at him then,straight at his bruised face and light blue eyes. She swallowed the banana. 'For what?' 'To brush my teeth.' 'Tell me you're kidding.' 'Nope.' 'You stole my toothbrush?' He shook his head. 'Commandeered.' 'That's disgusting!' 'I soaked it in rum first to kill your germs.' 'My germs?' His gaze lowered from her face to the knife in her hand. 'It's not like I brushed my ass with it.' 'Just about.' --- p.68 |