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Unfortunately, I’m a sucker for the tall, dark, and devilish type. The more red flags and pitchforks they’re waving, the better.
If there’s one thing I really hate, it’s when someone underestimates my intelligence. Especially when that someone is male and inconveniently hot.
It’s a time-tested truth that the best-looking men are always the absolute worst.
She tasted like sweet dreams and bad decisions. And I was already in too deep.
The little psychopath was actually bewitching.
The only thing worse than a smart-ass woman was a smart-ass woman who was right.
So much for the myth of the Southern gentleman.
I stared at him. “It must be such a relief to be so unburdened by logic.” “That’s the most passive-aggressive thing I’ve ever heard.”
It figured I’d fall for a witch. My taste in women always ran toward the feral ones.
The big lug was actually growing on me. Like fungus, only more annoying.
