The Romanov Ransom (Fargo Adventures 9)
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Sam couldn’t take his eyes from her. “You look beautiful.”
“Thank you,” she said, kissing him as she reached his side. “Nothing too good for the Lighthouse.”
Sam opened the front door, holding it for her, then backtracked to pick up a chilled bottle of Billecart-Salmon Brut Rosé champagne. “Wouldn’t want to forget this,” he said. “A little something to tide us over on the long ride.”
Remi gave him a dazzling smile. “What are we waiting for? That champagne’s calling my name.”