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Complete, First published Aug 07, 2022
Of course, Jack's age hadn't stopped a few beautiful young women-and one handsome young man-from approaching him with a wink and a casual hand trailing across his chest. One girl had curly dark hair and was even wearing a short red dress.

But none of them were Claire, and therein lay the problem.

(Or: Jack tries to find Claire on her night out. Easier said than done. Part 2 of "and all that jazz.")
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