Good grief Justin from first time we meet you you're quite a handful, "me, rude?" the boy asked. "You're the one who just pulled back the curtain and invaded my privacy." Did I mention that tattoo? "lean, toned, with a six-pack that betrayed hours in the gym. There were bruises on his pecs, a tattoo of a cross on his bicep, and of course the cut above his eye." Justin is just all sorts of fierce, "eff that," Justin said. "Why would you write her up? She said she didn't know. She made a mistake." I didn't know this was a short series bookie I thought it was an actual novel so I was surprised by the damn cliffhanger.
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