“Do you have a game plan to make them fall in love with you?” she managed, heart lodged in her throat. “Not yet, but there will be alcohol involved.” He raised an eyebrow at her. “Is your dad going to take one look at me and know I just blew his daughter’s mind?” Where was the lie? “You might want to put on a shirt, at least.” Her face heated. “There are handprints on your shoulders.” Robbie looked at the prints in question and waggled his eyebrows. “My goal is to have some identical ones on my ass by tomorrow.” “The schedule says maybe.” “Right,” he said dryly, pulling on a shirt and finger
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