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"And what's your definition of being married, Mrs. Idaho? Was that one of the questions the judges asked you?" Always the smart-ass. He moved a little closer to her.
"No. That's not part of it." She nervously pulled at one of the straps of her tank top. "I just have to be married to be in the pageant. They don't really ask about the contestants' marriages."
Zach stepped closer to her and Elizabeth took a step back. She felt one of the sawhorses behind her and stopped, her arms extending behind her to brace herself against it. Her breasts thrust forward and swelled beneath the soft cotton fabric. She felt her nipples pushing against the cups of her bra.
"You still haven't answered my question. What's your definition of being married?" He eased closer to pretty woman, now just inches in front of her softly trembling body.
Elizabeth tilted her head to look up at him, her doe-like eyes nervous, dancing. With her left hand, she tucked a few loose strands of blond hair behind her ear, the diamond of her engagement ring sparkling in the cloudy light. "Well, I guess it means . . ." she began before Zach cut her off.
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