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“He tried to give me a lap dance, Farrah. In the middle of a four-star restaurant.”
what <3
Lin-Ryan,
FARRRAH LIN RYAN OMG
Kris Carrera (soon-to-be Kris Reynolds),
KRIS REYNOLDS RAGH
Olivia scooted her chair closer to the table so he couldn’t climb into her lap again. She spooned some ice cream into her mouth and—Oh. My. God. All thoughts of sticking her heel where the sun didn’t shine flew out of her head as she focused on the cold, creamy mound of heaven in her bowl. It was amazing. Definitely worth thirty minutes of her life, but once she finished dessert, she was hightailing it out of here—Wesley could take care of the bill—and she’d never have to see him again.
LMAO
“Olivia?” Her name fell off Sammy Yu’s perfect lips like a long-forgotten love song, evoking memories of golden days and beautiful nights.
STOP
booty pops
Im DYIBG
“Yes, well, peach flatters most of the bridesmaids’ complexions. It’s a shame it does nothing for yours, but majority rules. Speaking of your sister, you’ll be here for the rehearsal dinner?”
die.
Sammy’s jaw tensed at the backhanded compliment. Edison, a corporate lawyer, looked down on anyone who didn’t have a high-paying career in the medical, legal, or engineering fields. His office was only a few blocks from the bakery but, as far as Sammy knew, he’d never dropped by before. Sammy still remembered the other man’s sneer
SAMMY IS THE OWNER OF THE INFAMOUS CRUMBLE AND BAKE
“Edison’s only 1.5 meters tall, and he’s not the one all the waitresses at Wah Sing go crazy over.” Even though she’d lived in the U.S. for over three decades, Amy still used the metric measuring system instead of the American Imperial system. Old habits die hard.
HELL YEAH
“I would’ve had a better time with my Kindle and vibrator,” she muttered as she unlocked the front door.
HELPPPPPPPPPPPP
“we’re just roommates.”
AND TGEY WERE ROOMMATES
Victory slammed into him as his mouth crashed over hers and eight years of pent-up longing exploded.
HELP
grabbed Sammy’s face
GRABBED I INSANE
ONE MONTH LATER The gravestone glinted in the pale morning light, one memorial amongst thousands scattered throughout Goldhill Cemetery. It was so early Olivia and Alina were the only ones there, and an eerie silence hung over the property like even the wind was loath to disturb those resting beneath the ground. Olivia wrapped her coat tighter around herself, though she wasn’t sure whether the chill had more to do with November in Nevada or with the words inscribed on the headstone: Bruce Yen. Rest In Peace. 1958-2020.
WHAT
THREE YEARS LATER
Love the time skips
up. “Great. That’s an excellent chair. Ergonomic, sturdy, comfortable.
Olivia had called her out of courtesy and informed her she was now a grandmother. Eleanor had thanked her for the news and promptly hung up.
Help
That’s a wrap on the If Love series,
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