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not since Kelly

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The boyish grin he used to carry is gone

When we think the one person who wants to ruin me is dead

I’m torn away from my thoughts when Beckett puts his arm around my shoulder

Illicit Heir (Discreet Paperback) Standalone not since KellyShe crosses her arms over her chest, still angry. I sit back in my seat and move my hand from her thigh. I point around. "Ten grand might come in handy. Seems more than a fair exchange. An hour of your time versus ten grand of my money." "I'm not sleeping with ya," she claims. Sure, you're not, I say in my mind. But I reply, "Then don't lose." She scoffs. "It has nothing to do with sleeping with me, my arse. Ya just admitted it." I put my hands in the

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