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Romantic Executions: Continued	By : PrettySin Category: Anita Blake > Het Views: 3499 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Alright… this site is fucking up the spelling and grammar of this story every time I post. Rest assured that when I put the document in the ‘type box’ that it’s as perfect as I can get it. *Sigh* Hope you can understand what was meant.

Oh yeah… Property of Laurell K. Hamilton… not us. Bluh.
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Jean-Claude ran a hand through his hair, shifting in his seat. "We lost business tonight."

Aahz sighed, glancing at him. "Are you referring to the protest or...?"

"Oui. They were heard over the music, Ma Joli. Many of our customers left during the middle of young Alex's set."

She sighed, biting her lip. "It's sort of an important cause..."

Asher nodded from his seat in the back. "Oui... but business comes first."

"It is not that I do not support the cause, Ma Joli, it is merely the fact that it is bad for the clubs." Jean-Claude shook his head, turning slightly in his seat to face Aahz and Asher more fully.

"Mm. Forrest came back from his break Mega pissy." Aahz sighed. "He was complaining about a Miss Malone..."

Asher's lips quirked, "Indeed. He had a run in with their ringleader. Perhaps we could persuade them to move if we do something to help their movement..."

Jean-Claude nodded, "It is a worthy idea, Mon Ami."

Aahz shrugged. "She's well thought out though. Have you seen her flyers? They're good."

"Non." Asher shook his head slightly.

"One would think it was a personal dispute, would they not?"

"Oh yeah. I'm betting either she, or someone she's close to is furry."

Asher quirked a brow, "Furry?"

"Lycanthropic, Mon Ami." Jean-Claude's lips curled into a small smile.

"Ah." Asher shrugged, watching as Aahz pulled into the parking lot. "Jean-Claude... Perhaps you should talk with Jason..."

Jean-Claude sighed, nodding, "Oui, he is... not himself. He may do well to take a leave of absence."

"I think... that might make it worse..." Aahz bit her lip.

Asher shrugged. "He could use a lover, for one thing."

Jean-Claude's lips quirked, "I will speak with him."

"About-" Aahz cut herself off, shutting off the car. "Never mind."

Jean-Claude unbuckled his seatbelt, quirking a brow, "About what, Ma Joli?"

"I believe your Joli was... what is the term... in the Gutter?"

She blushed, climbing out.

Jean-Claude laughed, climbing out. "Indeed. Non, I will not speak with him about his... lack of sexual intercourse. That is his business alone, I am afraid."

Asher shook his head as he shut the door behind himself. "Oui. I shall bid you good night... I'm afraid I'm in the middle of an amazing story I can't seem to put down." He winked at Aahz, hurrying off.

"Honestly... it's not that good. You two are freaking out over nothing..." She bit her lip as she locked the car.

Jean-Claude shook his head, smiling, "Non, Ma Joli. It is truly an excellent piece of work."

She faced him, rolling her eyes. "You're easily impressed."

He shook his head, walking around the nose of the car to offer her his hand, "Ma Joli, have you no faith in your writing?"

Aahz took it, walking close to him. "Not really."

He shook his head again, bringing her hand up to his mouth. "You should, Ma Joli. It is wonderful."

She shivered. "If you say so..."

He smiled, leading her into the building, "I have said so, Ma Joli."

She leaned into him. "Alright... it might be good."

"Might be? Ma Joli, you do not give yourself just credit."

Aahz watched as he opened the door to their rooms. "And you... Amante de moi... are very stubborn."

Jean-Claude smiled, waiting for her to step inside before shutting the door behind them, "Oui. I will not deny it."

"Mmhmm..." She kissed his cheek as she noted the blinking light on the answering machine. "Mm. Wonder who called..."

He shrugged, his movements seemingly innocent. "I do not know, Ma Joli. I will return in a moment." He smiled, making his way towards the study.

"Hmm. Alright..." She moved to the machine, pushing the button.

"This is the Harlequin Publishing Company, we have recently received a text written by one," There was a pause, "Aahz Saftis. We wish to set up a business meeting with Miss Saftis at the closest available date. Please return our call at..." A list of numbers was listed off, and the message ended.

Aahz blinked, staring at the machine. "Huh?"

Jean-Claude quirked a brow, coming back from the study with a book of Dumas in his hands. "Ma Joli?"

"I... I didn't... but..." She blinked again.

"Ah. So they did call back." He cracked open the book, flipping past the introduction.

"What?" She looked at him. "Call back? What's going on?" Aahz bit her lip, confused beyond belief.

He looked up from the book, his lips quirking, "Ma Joli, may I hear the message?"

She pressed the play button again, chewing at her lip.

He nodded as the message finished, smiling now, "If all goes well, Ma Joli, you are to be published."

"M...me? Published?" She paled.

He frowned slightly, "Oui."

"But... but..." She furrowed her brow. "How?"

His lips quirked again, and he began to explain to her exactly how the Harlequin Publishing Company had received a copy of her book.

Aahz sat down heavily on the couch, speechless.

Jean-Claude leaned against the wall, content to wait for her to regain use of her vocal cords.

She met his eyes, swallowing. "You did that... for me..."

"Oui."

She stood, making her way towards him. "And they... they seem interested..."

He smiled, "Oui."

Her face lit up, as if someone flipped a switch and she threw herself at him, covering his mouth with hers.

His lips parted in surprise, and he wrapped his arms snuggly around her waist.

She pulled back from the kiss, beginning to shower his face with them instead.

He chuckled, "You are pleased, then, Ma Joli?"

Aahz blushed a bit resting her head on his chest. "Very much so."

He rested his cheek on the top of her head, "I am glad."

"Je t'aime."

"Je t'aime aussi, Ma Joli."

She pressed a kiss to his chest through the gape in his shirt. "Thank you..."

"You are welcome." He lifted his head, smiling down at her.

She met his gaze, brushing her lips over his. "This means... a lot to me."

He pressed a kiss to the corner of her mouth, "I am glad, Ma Joli. Truly."

Aahz licked her lips, swallowing. "I wouldn't have..."

"Would not have what, Ma Joli?" He quirked a brow, his arms holding her comfortably against him.

"Had the courage to talk to a publisher."

He brushed his lips over hers, "I am sure you would have found a way, Ma Joli."

She shook her head. "I wouldn't. It'd be read... maybe... online... but that's it..."

His lips quirked, and he raised a hand, laying a single pale finger against her lips. "Will you call them back, Ma Joli? Later in the day?"

Aahz swallowed, nodding. "Yes."

He smiled, trailing his finger down her jaw, "Merci, Ma Joli.”

She shivered. "You're welcome..."

He brushed a kiss over her lips, before pulling back, "Have we arranged replacements for Jessica, Nathaniel, Zane, and Jason tomorrow night? It is the moon, after all."

Aahz nodded. "Of course."

He nodded, "Merci."

She smiled. "You don't have to thank me. That's my job."

He smiled back, nodding, "I am aware of that fact, Ma Joli. I will, however, continue to appreciate the excellent job you have done."

She kissed his jaw. "Fine. Thank you then."

He quirked a brow, his head tilting slightly to the side, "Thanking me, Ma Joli? Whatever for?"

"Well... one... for being such a good boss... two... for being such a good lover... three for-"

His lips quirked, "You flatter me, Ma Joli."

Aahz shook her head. "No... I'm speaking nothing but the truth. You're all that and so much more."

He shook his head, unable to conceal a small smile as he brushed his lips over hers.

She pressed into the small kiss, parting her lips.

He deepened the kiss, taking his time in exploring her mouth.

She made a contented noise, holding him to her.

He slid his hand around to cradle the back of her neck, tilting his head to the side.

She slid her tongue along his, sliding a hand into his hair.

He shivered, his tongue tangling with hers.

Aahz pressed her hips into his, a mewing sound rising in her throat.

He growled softly, his hips pressing back.

She shivered, sliding her hand from his back to his chest, teasing here and there.

His muscles bunched where her fingers touched, causing him to shiver against her.

She pressed against him again, easing back from the kiss to pant for breath.

He slid his hand into her hair, swallowing.

"Jean-Claude..." She murmured his name, kissing his jaw.

He shivered, his hand tangling into her curls. "Oui?"

Aahz nipped at his lower lip, sucking it into her mouth.

His hand tightened in her hair, and he swallowed again.

Her hand found his nipple, teasing it into a hard nub as she pressed into him.

He pulled his mouth away from hers, leaning down to trail his lips over her jaw.

She whimpered, her hands gripping him.

He paused, his eyes shutting before he continued down to her pulse.

Aahz tilted her head for him, biting her lip.

He scraped his teeth carefully over her pulse, which fluttered under his mouth invitingly.

"Jean-Claude..." She bit her lip harder. Wow.

He pressed a kiss to it, making an enquiring noise in the back of his throat.

She swallowed, pressing into him again.

"Mm... Ma Joli..." He trailed his mouth down farther, pressing a kiss to the exposed skin at the edge of her shirt.

She shivered, her head falling back.

He slid his hand from her hair, his fingers running lightly down her neck to unbutton her shirt, and he nudged it off her shoulder.

Aahz bit her lip, her eyes fluttering shut.

His lips found her bra strap, and he pushed it aside, down her shoulder to join her shirt.

Goose bumps raced down her spine and she gripped his shirt, shivering.

He smiled against her skin, his mouth covering the curve of her shoulder in small, light kisses.

A whimper rose in her throat, and she slid her hand over his chest.

He shivered, his muscles tightening under her hand. He followed the graceful line of her collarbone until it again disappeared into her shirt.

Aahz bit her lip again, pressing into him as heat pooled between her thighs.

He growled softly again, his fingers returning to the buttons on her shirt. He pressed back gently, his fingers freeing the buttons with quick, sure movements.

She gripped his shirt again, swallowing. All right... his turn... she'd play later.

He pushed her shirt completely off her body, and he lowered his mouth back down to her collarbone.

Her breasts swelled in the satin cups of her bra as his hair brushed across the tops of them, teasing. "Jean-Claude..."

"Oui?" He began to repeat his treatment on her other shoulder.

"I'm going to fall..."

He paused for a moment, then switched their positions, leaving her back pressed against the wall.

Her tummy tightened and she slid her arms around his shoulders.

His lips found the other bra strap and he slid his hand between her back and the wall, his fingers manipulating the clasp until it came free.

She bit her lip harder, trying not to shake as he caressed her.

He pulled back, tugging the bra off of her.

She leaned against the wall, chewing her lip as his eyes ran over her.

He looked up into her face, smiling, "You are lovely, Ma Joli."

"Mmhmm... So you say." She watched him rub the satin of her bra with a blush. Hm.

He let the bra fall onto her shirt, and stepped back up to her, his hands running along her sides.

Her breath hitched, her nipples hardening with anticipation.

He smiled, brushing his lips over hers as his hands slid up to cup her breasts.

She whimpered, trying to catch his mouth with hers.

He nipped carefully at her lower lip, his thumbs brushing over her nipples.

Aahz moaned, pressing into his hands as the invisible stings from her breasts to her tummy pulled taught.

He trailed his mouth down the column of her throat again, one of his hands sliding down her stomach.

She bit her lip, shifting against his hand.

His fingers opened the button to her pants expertly, his mouth moving down to her collarbone.

She pressed against him again, rocking her hips as her hands tried to make their way into his shirt.

He pulled his head back, fixing her with a look, "Ma Joli..."

She bit her lip. "Yes?"

"My turn." His lips quirked, and he lowered his mouth back down to her collarbone.

She swallowed, letting her head fall back against the wall. Lord... He spoiled her.

He sank down to one knee, his lips trailing down the curve of her breast.

Aahz whimpered, looking down at him as she slid her hands into his hair.

He brushed his lips teasingly around her nipple, his hands coming to rest on her hips.

She pressed into him, her hands tightening. "Jean-Claude..."

"Oui?" He pulled her nipple into his mouth, circling it with his tongue.

She cried out, her back arching.

He smiled against her skin, sucking a bit at the nub in his mouth.

Her panties dampened further as he suckled and her eyes darkened.

He pulled his mouth back, moving toward her neglected breast.

She shivered, watching his pink tongue trace her areola, avoiding the nipple.

He let one of his hands slide along the waistband of her pants, slowly pulling her nipple into his mouth.

Aahz whimpered, biting her lip harshly as she smoothed his hair.

His fingers found the zipper, sliding it down easily. He laved at her nipple, his hand slipping into her pants.

She pressed into his hand, swallowing. "Jean-Claude..."

He let her nipple go, blowing on it teasingly, "Oui?"

She shivered. "I..." She pressed against him, shaking her head.

He smiled slightly, pushing her pants down with his free hand.

"You..." She licked her lips, "Think that's amusing?"

He slid her pants down her hips, shrugging liquidly, "Perhaps, Ma Joli."

Her hands tightened in his hair as she shifted her hips.

He eased her panties down her hips as well, then frowned, "Ma Joli, you need to remove your shoes..."

Aahz quirked a brow, "Uh huh..." She kicked off the first heel, then the other.

He pulled off her pants and underwear, tossing them onto the rest of her clothes.

"You know... this isn't fair..." She pushed her hair back.

He quirked a brow, looking up at her, "Oh?"

"Mm. You're all dressed..." She licked her lips, shifting. "And I've very naked."

He smiled, pressing a kiss to her hipbone, "Oui, you are."

Aahz shivered, swallowing. "Yeah. Just thought I'd point it out..."

"Mm..." He laved at the spot, running a hand down her leg.

She leaned back against the wall, sliding her hands over his shoulders.

He traced her folds with a slim, pale finger, his lips curving into a smile against her skin.

She froze, then pressed into his hand.

He slid his fingers into her folds, parting them skillfully.

Aahz parted her legs slightly, her hands gripping his shirt as she shivered.

Jean-Claude brushed his fingers over her clitoris, smiling at her sharp intake of breath.

Her knees were turning to jelly... She leaned more fully against the wall, biting her lip.

His fingers slid back farther, teasing at her entrance.

"Jean-Claude..." She pressed against his hand, whimpering.

"Oui?" He quirked a brow, slipping a finger inside her.

"Want..." She arched her back.

He slid his finger in and out of her in small thrusts, his thumb brushing over her clitoris.

She moaned his name, her brow furrowing.

He pressed his thumb against her sensitive nub, slipping another finger into her.

She gripped his shoulders, tightening her sheathe around his long digits.

He swallowed, moving his fingers a bit faster inside her.

"I'm going..." She licked her lips, "My knees are going to give out..."

He looked up at her and nodded, "Shall we move, Ma Joli?"

"Uhn..." She nodded.

He stood, pulling his fingers out of her. "Ma Joli."

Aahz swallowed, meeting his gaze.

Jean-Claude smiled slightly, offering her his clean hand.

She took it, taking a not-so-steady step. "Where are we-"

He pulled her to him, his lips quirking, "Ma Joli, I am going to pick you up."

She blinked. "Okay."

He shook his head, smiling as he picked her up easily.

She wrapped her arms around his neck, settling into his arms before kissing his jaw.

He shivered, making his way to the bedroom.

She nuzzled at his throat, nipping here and there.

He swallowed, nudging the door shut with his foot and setting her down on the bed.

Aahz smiled at the look on his face. "You weren't done?"

His lips twitched unwillingly, and he shrugged gracefully.

She settled herself against the silk covered bed. "Well? Do I get to play now or-"

He heaved a dramatic sigh, "Ma Joli, you will be the death of me." He murmured, crawling onto the bed to lean over her.

She presented him with an innocent look. "Will I?"

"Oui." He covered her mouth with his, his still clothed knee sliding between her legs.

Her lips parted under his, deepening the kiss as she pressed against his knee.

He rubbed his knee against her, running his tongue along hers.

She whimpered, digging her heels into the mattress as she pressed up harder.

He pressed back against her, his head tilting to the side to deepen the kiss further.

Aahz tugged at his shirt, managing to get the thing open.

He sat up, taking his time in removing the shirt, tossing it toward the hamper. It missed, landing on the floor just short of it.

She ran her hands over his chest, biting her lip as her thumbs found his nipples.

They tightened under her thumbs and he swallowed, leaning over her to press his knee into her again.

She moaned, arching her back, her eyes squeezing shut.

He rubbed it against her, leaning down to nip carefully at her neck.

"Please..." She mouthed the word, shaking against him.

He pressed into her again, sucking lightly at the red spot from his nip.

She swallowed, vocalizing her plea as she whimpered.

He pulled his mouth away from her neck, "Oui..."

Her hands went to the fly on his pants, struggling with the fastening.

He moved his hands to help her, and soon he was devoid of pants and boots.

She sat up, nipping at his chest.

His muscles tightened, and he shivered, "Ma Joli..."

"Mmhmm?" She slid her hands over his thighs.

He swallowed, and shook his head.

Aahz stilled, quirking a teasing brow. "No?"

Jean-Claude shook his head again, "That is not what I meant, Ma Joli."

"What did you mean then?" She brushed her lips over his nipple.

He shivered, "Mm... I did not mean anything..."

She laved at the pale nubbin, sliding her hands over his lower abdomen.

His muscles tightened under her hands and tongue, and he let his eyes slide shut.

She scraped her teeth over his nipple before switching to the other, her hand gripping him.

He moaned, his head falling back.

She suckled at him, her thumb circling the tip of his member.

He swallowed, lowering himself slowly back onto the bed.

Aahz followed him so that she was leaning over, kneeling as her hands and mouth teased him.

He blinked his eyes open to watch her, his hips pressing up a bit.

She smiled, licking her way to his navel as her hand began to slowly stroke his hardness.

He growled softly again, pressing into her hand.

She met his gaze, quirking a brow. "What would you like?"

"Ma Joli, I am quite certain you know."

Her lips formed a playful pout. "But I don't..."

He sat up, slipping an arm around her waist. "Are you quite sure?"

She nodded. "Mmhmm..."

He pressed a kiss to the corner of her mouth, "Do I need to enlighten you, Ma Joli?"

"Mm. Please." She licked her lips, ducking her head to lave at the tip of his member. "Does it have to do with that?"

A raw groan tore from his throat, "Perhaps..."

"Perhaps? Maybe? Yes? No?" She probed the slit there, making a contented noise.

"Yes..." He dragged the word through several syllables.

She pulled him into her mouth, sucking gently.

He shut his eyes again, his head falling back as a moan slipped from his mouth.

She bobbed her head gently, her tongue caressing.

He swallowed, "Ma Joli..."

She tongued his tip. "Mmhmm?"

He blinked open his eyes and looked down at her, "I need you..."

She met his gaze, licking her lips.

He pressed a kiss to the corner of her mouth, adding light pressure to ease her back onto the bed.

She swallowed, shivering against the cool silk.

He slid a hand down her side, slipping his knee between her legs again.

Aahz pressed herself against him, nipping at his lower lip.

Jean-Claude settled himself between her thighs with a shiver, bracing his weight on his arms.

She spread herself further open for him, wrapping her arms around him as she kissed his jaw.

His head tilted to the side, his tip pressed to the center of her heat, "Are you ready, Ma Joli?"

She nipped at him as she pressed upwards. "Can't you tell?"

He slid into her, "Oui..."

She whimpered, arching her back.

He held still for a moment, looking down at her.

Aahz licked her lips as she caught his gaze, shifting her hips.

He swallowed, easing out of her to begin a pleasing rhythm.

She moved with him, building it into something more intense.

Jean-Claude thrust steadily, the intense rhythm getting thrown off course as a cold nose pressed into the vampire's thigh.

Aahz blinked at him as he froze. "What?"

Jean-Claude shut his eyes as Jesse woofed. "That."

Aahz frowned, peaking around him. "Damn it Jesse!" Stupid dog must have been hiding under the bed... again.

Jesse wagged his tail, moving to try to lick Aahz's face.

She growled at him... actually growled. "Amante de moi... please... move. I'm going to kill him."

Jean-Claude pulled out of her, shaking his head. Never come between a woman and her dog.

Jesse's tail wagged harder, and he stood on his hind legs, bracing his paws on the bed in his attempt to wash his mistress's face.

She pushed the dog off of her, rolling out of the bed. "Let's get one thing clear Mr. James... if you value your pup creating things, you will never ever again interrupt Jean-Claude and I." She grabbed him by the collar, leading him from the room. "Now... go lay down!"

Jesse looked up at her, a look of doggy-confusion clear on his face. "Aroo?"

"Out!" Aahz pointed, glaring. "Go lay down!"

Jesse's tail lowered, and he slunk out of the room.

She shut the door firmly, shaking her head.

Jean-Claude quirked a brow at her from his position on the bed.

She smoothed her hands down her thighs. "I'm sorry."

He shook his head, his lips curling into a small smile. "It is fine, Ma Joli."

"Well... I don't think so..." She padded back over to the bed, biting her lip.

He wrapped an arm around her waist, pulling her to him, "Je t'aime, Ma Joli."

"Mm. I love you too." She brushed her lips over his. "Is the mood ruined or...?"

He pressed a kiss to the corner of her mouth, "Non, Ma Joli... Never ruined for you."

She smiled. "Mm. Shall we change things up a bit?"

"What do you have in mind, Ma Joli?"

"Well... I like it when you take me from behind..." She bit her lip.

He brushed a kiss over her jaw, "Ma Joli, you need only to ask."

"Does that count as asking?"

His lips quirked, and he slid hand between her thighs, "Perhaps."

Her breath hitched and she bit her lip to keep from crying out.

He slipped a finger past her folds. "You wish it from behind, Ma Joli?"

She nodded shakily. "Ye...yes."

He brushed her clitoris with his finger, tracing it teasingly, "Now?"

She whimpered, nodding. "Pl...please..."

He pulled his hand from between her thighs and nodded, "Alright."

She met his gaze, swallowing.

He let his arm fall from around her waist, and brushed a kiss over her lips.

She kissed him back, nipping his lip.

He deepened the kiss, slipping his tongue into her mouth.

Aahz wrapped her arms around his neck, tilting her head slightly.

His eyes shut slowly, and he let the kiss build in passion.

She slid her hands over his chest, teasing his nipples.

His muscles bunched, and he pressed into her hands.

She pressed into him, her breasts against his chest.

He shivered, breaking the kiss to trail his mouth down her jaw.

She whimpered, her hands grasping at his shoulders.

He wrapped his arm around her waist again, pulling her tighter against him.

"Jean-Claude..." She swallowed, her hips rocking of their own accord.

He moaned softly against her jaw, "Oui?"

"Want you..." She licked her lips.

He kissed to the hollow of her throat before nodding, "Now?"

"Please..." She turned her head, brushing her lips over his.

He let her go, brushing a kiss over her lips.

She pulled back a little, swallowing.

He watched her move into the proper position and felt his mouth go dry. Mon Dieu...

She pushed her hair back, looking at him over her shoulder. "Something wrong?"

He shook his head, "Non..." He moved, pressing against her from behind.

She gasped, shifting. "Please..."

He shifted, his tip pressing against her entrance questioningly.

Aahz pushed back against him, feeling the head of him slip inside with a whimper.

He groaned, sliding in completely.

She rested her elbows on the bed, shifting at the deep sensation.

He swallowed, easing out of her to restart their rhythm.

She thrust with him, whimpering as they moved.

He pressed gentle kisses across her shoulders, his hands on her hips as he thrust.

She tilted her hips slightly and moaned. He'd brushed that spot inside her.

He shifted his hips as he moved, making sure to hit the spot every thrust.

It wasn't long before she began to near her peak, biting her lip as they continued to thrust together.

He slid a hand down her tummy, parting her folds with his pale fingers for the third time that night.

Aahz cried out, pushing against him. "Close..."

Jean-Claude pressed a kiss to her shoulder, brushing her clitoris with his thumb as he thrust.

She pushed hard against him, coming .

He came as she throbbed forcefully around him, his heat spreading inside her.

Aahz fell forward, her cheek pressing into the mattress as she panted.

He pulled out of her slowly, and fell back against the blankets. "Ma Joli... what is the time?"

She blinked. "Huh?" She was fresh out of orgasm land and he wanted her to think? Her brain protested.

“The time, Ma Joli."

She sighed, turning her head. "Near dawn." She shifted, brushing her lips over his. "I love you."

"Je t'aime aussi." He returned the brief kiss and shifted, sliding under the colors.

She climbed under, resting her head on his chest. "Jean-Claude?"

He wrapped an arm around her waist, "Oui?"

"Will you go with me to the publisher meeting? When I set it up?"

He smiled, pressing a kiss to the top of her head, "Oui, Ma Joli. I will go."

"Merci." She nuzzled his chest. "Bonne nuit..." (Good night)

"Bonne nuit, Ma Joli."
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