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“Damn, girl,” Heather says when I open the door of the dressing room. “There’s not a dry seat in the house after that little performance.”  After placing my bag of money on the counter, I put my bra on. “Well, hopefully it paid off—” “You can’t go back there,” Bubba the security guard shouts before the door of the dressing room swings open. My mouth drops when Knox rushes inside, looking like a deranged psychopath as his gaze lands on me.  “What the hell are you—” I don’t get to finish my statement because Knox picks me up and tosses me over his shoulder like some kind of unhinged caveman.  ...more
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Hate Me (Black Mountain Academy)
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