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“I want a story on an FBI murder case.” He narrows his eyes as he thinks. “Make up a fake murder and name and a fake investigation and how close they are to closing it.”
“I’ll write a fake story about a fake murder of a fake CEO by a fake new employee.”
He glares at me.
“With a fa...
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I did not just break up with one selfish asshole to go out with another.
He can kiss my ass.
“How did I kiss you?”
“Like you’d been waiting your whole life to kiss me.”
“Look at me while you come on my cock,”
“Hello.” I smirk. “Jesus, you’ve both got uglier since I last saw you. I didn’t think it was possible.”
“Because I want all four. I can’t choose.”
“Imagine all of them in bed together . . . taking turns with your body.”
easily
“Close the door on your way out, please.”
“Do not check my fucking phone ever again.”
RED FLAG
Get out.”
good for her👏
“Because you’re a self-centered asshole.
we’re supposed to like him, right?
“Have a nice life, asshole.”
go off, sis.
Maybe my expectations are too high from my book boyfriends in my romance novels—
But damn it, I want the fucking fairy tale for once.
I hit the keys on my computer with force. Twat, twat . . . fucking twat.
He needs to step up or step away.
“Please tell me you are secretly going up there to suck his dick.”
“Your relaxation tool is to imagine someone is chasing you with a fucking ax.”
The only thing I want to eat tonight is you. Now get back to work before I bend you over your desk.
“I’ll see you tonight,”
“Yeah, wait for me. I’ll be there when hell freezes over.”
“Did I interrupt anything?” she asks.
I smirk. Only a meeting with twelve management staff. “No, not at all.”
“Hey,” Tristan’s voice calls before he stops instantly.
“Not now, Tristan,”
“Sorry,” Tristan says before the door closes.
“What the hell kind of car is this?” I whisper.
“A Bugatti.”
“What’s ...
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“A Bugatti Veyron. It’s a limit...
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I don’t like other women looking at you. It makes me stabby,”
“What about camping?”
“Do you reckon he’s ever gone camping before?”
“Umm . . . that would be a definite no.”
“What the fuck is this?”
Alan puts his hand over his mouth to stop himself from laughing out loud.
“What?” Jameson frowns as he looks at the huge, beat-up light-blue truck. His eyes come back to me.
“Get in, Miles.” I smile and wiggle my eyebrows. “I’m ta...
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His eyes glance to Alan, who is laughing out loud.
“This isn’t fucking funny, Alan,”
“Forgive me, boss man, but this is the funniest thing I’ve ever seen. Can I take a photo for Tris?”
“Shut up, or I’ll make you come with us.”
“For God’s sake, get the bug spray, princess. It’s in the bag of supplies in the truck.”
“We have bug spray?”
“Now you fucking tell me, after I’ve lost four pints ...
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