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somebody else's boyfriend, somehow my problem

Author: Krystal Bahmz
last update publish date: 2026-11-13 14:37:51

"Sasha?" Nina pokes her head in, looking like she's about to tell me something I'd rather not hear.

"If it's the West Hollywood contractor, tell them I've left the country."

"It's not."

"The Italian supplier?"

"No." She sighs. "Ms. Jamesson is at reception."

My hands freeze over the keyboard. "Noelle?"

Nina nods. "She says she'd like to talk for a few minutes. She doesn't have an appointment."

"Is she alone?"

"Yes."

"Did she say what it's about?"

"Personal."

I slowly close my laptop. "Okay. Sen
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Shubby Doo
Since we’re not getting intimacy scenes soon with Rowan or Raphael can we just get on with the investigation and the plot? Noelle is boring. This is dumb. This rehash isn’t substantive
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