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The Evil Fiance
Daniel wondered how long he'd have to fake the limp he'd adopted since their sledding disaster that afternoon. After that amazing kiss, and then blowing it, he needed some space. Melinda's family had seen them ride back though, and, after Mrs. Garrett chastised them for skipping out on their couple’s massage, she had sent him back to his room with an icepack. She wanted him feeling better for the wedding rehearsal and dinner that evening.
With a groan, Daniel turned off the TV and shoved his pillow over his face. When had the weekend become so complicated? All he wanted was to be back in Amor, with Melinda, without all the lies and the pretending. If Daniel were being honest, he would have kissed Melinda even longer and harder than he had. He hadn't wanted to stop, but knowing it was all an act—his heart couldn't handle that. Except no one el
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