A loud thud jerked my attention away from the bills of the extremely handsome, but completely broke, Trev Moore. I had been coming to his shabby apartment every Saturday for the last few weeks, trying to help him figure out how to pay the bills before they got worse.For the last ten years, Trev had been obsessively trying to find his baby sister. During this search, he had managed to accumulate a good amount of debt. So, when his Marine buddies, Jack and Jordan, got a hold of him and told him that they had Lizzie, he knew he had to face the music, so to speak. Especially if he planned to move here permanently.This is where I come in: Vie Tremaine! Accountant extraordinaire! Savior of peoples' checkbooks! More often than not, I am either despised or loved unconditionally.However, all that didn't matter. Bills were not the reason Trev had stormed out of the living room. The only clue to his behavior was he had just been reading a book about BDSM of all things."Something wrong?" I cal
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