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CHAPTER SEVEN

Author: Rosa Kane
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ESSENCE

Mr. Hot Stuff held my hand so firmly, so naturally, it was hard not to believe it myself. If anyone saw us right then, they would’ve sworn we were lovers. Real ones. The kind who spent Sunday mornings tangled in bed sheets and fought over where to order takeout from.

My heart thudded, not from the cold, but from something warmer. Something that made the fine hairs on my skin stand to attention, despite the jacket shielding me from the rain.

And by "shielding me," I mean it still carried his scent...expensive, subtle, and maddeningly distracting.

I noticed the stares first. The women. Some subtle, some not. Their gazes slid over him like syrup, even the ones already sitting across from men who were probably regretting every life choice they’d made that day.

Mr. Hot Stuff was still holding my bag in one hand like it was the most natural thing to do, and judging by the way a few ladies were eyeing him, I was pretty sure they were considering making me an offer for him.

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Reynolds
Yeah, who the hell is this Hot stuff? He's making my heart flutter too...
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Lawretta Ubi
Lucian is the kind of man that knows exactly what he wants and goes for it.
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Stainless
Lucian is indeed a very sweet man, the right man for essence.
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