Let Me In: A Billionaire Bad Boy Romance
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he doors. The place was plenty bright in the late afternoon
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pull it off," she said
mean I'm going to be working aroun
bar. The usual suspects were gathered around their table talking about football. I didn't even think it was footbal
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excited. "How boring.
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nd focused on her.
ou know how th
g to ask you to go shopping with me yesterday, but
-and slept until about two. Got up, ate, showered, and went right back to bed. There were back-to-ba
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rin. Martha was her bat. It was her lucky bat. She'd played softball in school
eed. "I want a beach day. I'll be busy
esday," she
ve a feeling I'm going to be running my ass
know how very Type A you can get. I don't
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gotten better at scheduling. Now, there is no need to panic. Everyth
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pot calling the kettle black. Y
this way," I
, he
in on him. He works way too much. When he isn't working
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