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She looked a lot like the old Savannah. The Savannah he'd been crazy about. The one who always had a ready smile, was quick to laugh and who offered her affection freely.
The reserved, angry Savannah was someone he didn't know.
She seemed a little nervous and unsure as she came to stand by the bar, and he hated that there was a tangible barrier between them. Before she wouldn't have hesitated to launch herself into his arms and give him one of her big, squeezing hugs.
Now? He ached to get close enough to her that she didn't withdraw.
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