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Chapter 10

Author: LARRY BENSON
last update publish date: 2026-08-07 20:38:54

I looked at him... like, really looked at him. The smug, infuriatingly perfect curve of his jaw.

​"I hate to admit it," I mumbled to myself, rolling my eyes so hard they actually ached, "but his plan was working and admitting it would just further justify his ego,"

“So I wouldn't.”

​Carter didn't even try to hide his massive grin.

He killed the engine, turning completely in his seat to face me, resting one arm over the steering wheel.

"C'mon, you have to give me my flowers or something."

​"Al
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