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Lorcan nodded when she said that Lexi seemed to be that type. "She's a softie underneath" He told her smiling, "But don't tell her that I said that. She likes you."
When a tear slid down her cheek, he frowned again. Fishing a handkerchief out of his pocket, he passed her it and then patted her on the back. After a few seconds, he couldn't stop himself, he pulled her into hug whispering "It's ok you know, he's a git and he doesn't deserve someone as fab as you."
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