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He was tall, dark, and evil. I was short, fair, and awesome.
“We’ll give you two options. You can either talk about your dad, or you can talk about Suit Daddy,”
What had I done to deserve this karma? All I wanted to do was meet a nice, hot guy, have kids, and get a woman out of prison. Was that too much to ask?
“I’m going to murder you with an olive skewer,” Sloane hissed.
Mr. Big Dick had an ego the size of…well, his gargantuan penis.
Had Lucian’s giant penis thrust so far into my body that I got a sore throat?
“A book whining?” I grinned. “It’s like a book signing but with wine.”
I never wanted to see her ruined pink sweater again. I’d buy her a new one. A dozen new ones. I’d rebuild her library brick by brick, book by book. And I would never let her face danger alone again.
life, I felt like the hero instead of the villain.
It was a picture from this summer of me, Maeve, Mom, and Chloe on the front porch. Lucian was grinning in the middle, his arms around us protectively. Beneath the photo was a slip of paper. The last text my dad had sent him. If I could have chosen a son in this lifetime, it would have been you. Take care of my girls.
