I’m a horrible person.
Who goes to a wedding with one date and leaves with another?
Me, that’s who. Hence why I’m a horrible person.
I wasn’t the only one leaving my date behind that night, though.
Maybe that’s why I’m attracted to Zane. He’s irritating to the point I want to strangle him. He refuses to apologize for being himself. He’s rude and brash and so damn sexy.
The moment I saw him I knew he was trouble. When he laid the challenge on the table, I should have run.
In a way I did. I ran straight into his arms and latched on to his lips.
It was a moment of weakness. Of lust. Of pure passion.
A moment I’m sure the rumor mill would have a field day with. The problem is, no one’s saying anything.
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