Beckett stared for one second before he threw his head back and laughed. "You take care of yourself, Frances. I hope you find what you need in Ireland, and maybe even...a little fun." "My name is-" I snapped my lips together. Never mind, the boy is an actor. Not a rocket scientist. Clearly he wasn't blessed with an ample amount of brain cells. Just stunningly good looks.

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