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“Yeah. I mean, how else will we get your mom to believe we’re dating?” “We can hold hands.” I lifted an eyebrow. “True. Good start, but if we were actually dating. I’m pretty sure we’d know some things about each other too. Like, what’s your favorite color? Why did you get an electric car instead of gas? Who’s your best friend? Where are you ticklish?” Lincoln paused, the frown firmly back in place. “Green, because I care about the Earth, my brothers, and right behind my ears.” I nodded, trying to memorize his rapid-fire responses. “Okay. Now you ask me.”

“Don't pretend, I saw you just now looking at Andy from a distance. What's wrong, huh?” Olin let out a long breath, then shook his head quickly. “Nothing, Jihan. You saw it wrong.” However, Adel, who was sitting next to Jihan, immediately chimed in. “Oh? Andy? Isn't he that cold guy who rarely talks? How can you be interested, Lin?” “I'm not interested! Gosh, what's wrong with you guys?” Olin tried to deny it, even though his face was starting to turn red. He knew Jihan wouldn't let go of this topic easily.

Behind him, an older man with a distinguished, broad forehead and piercing eyes followed, trailed by four more in black, one with the telltale bulge of a weapon at his side. "Mr. Newton!" The name struck a chord of fear, and everyone, Liliana included, stiffened and bowed respectfully. "What a waste!" Andrew, known today as Damyon, spat out contemptuously. He then turned to Howard, a hint of curiosity in his voice, "And you are?" As he asked, a glimmer of recognition sparked in his eyes. Howard seemed familiar, yet he could not quite place him. Howard met his gaze, a slight squint hinting at recognition. "The name's Lincoln," He replied composedly.

k “Imagining how it will be to shower with us?” Lincoln’s hot breath is against my neck, and I can feel my body responding. I step away from him, trying to calm myself and my libido. Of course, Landon walks up to us at the same time, making it almost impossible to get space.

Walton replied, “Thank you so much, Yakob! We will cover all the fees, and the Quarringtons will owe you one big favor!” “Thank you so much, Yakob!” Giya said. Yakob nodded and said, “You’re welcome!” Meanwhile, overseas. “Hey! It’s me, Mr. Lincoln. May I know if Specialist Dorian is in? Yes, tomorrow… oh, he’s not free? Okay, it’s alright, thank you!” Andy Lincoln was not very happy after being rejected. He would be very embarrassed if he could not fulfill what his son had promised to other people. He immediately contacted a few other specialists. Most of them had some time to spare, but it was quite tough to get them to fly over within two days. Especially since Mr. Lincoln was not a very

Sharp jawline, green eyes that seemed to see too much, and an air of confidence that should have been annoying but somehow wasn't. "Actually, I was just leaving." Emma started gathering her things, but her laptop bag chose that moment to rebel. The zipper stuck, her notebook tumbled to the floor, and her pen rolled under the stranger's feet. He crouched down to retrieve her pen, and Emma caught sight of the title on her fallen notebook's cover: "Heat Between the Lines - Draft 3." Her heart stopped. That was her working title—the one she'd scribbled on the cover without thinking, the one that revealed exactly what kind of book she was struggling to write.

I am a person who is going to tell Sophie that I said I love you to Aiden and Aiden said I love you back and we are going to do a memorial for his wife next month and Sophie is going to scream. I am going to do all of that later. I am going to do all of that on this floor. I am going to do all of that with this dog. I am going to do all of that with this man. I look at Aiden. Aiden looks at me. Lincoln is on his lap. Lincoln is asleep. Lincoln is the small, grey, very important chaperone who has decided that the emotional work is done for the morning.

If not, she would have stayed in there for a while," Icyln's assistant kissed up to Icyln. "Still, let's see how their wedding will turn out when Lulu sees the news tomorrow," she continued. "Urgh, how dare she think of marrying Spencer? The temerity of this woman!" Icyln huffed in annoyance. Icyln thought that it was delusional for Lulu, a person of little wealth and status, to even harbor the thought of marrying Spencer. "I heard Mr. Lincoln is going to arrive early in San Joto to attend their wedding. If he shows up with Lulu looking like the a** she is, he will surely be dissatisfied with Spencer's choice of partner in marriage," Icyln's assistant whispered.

"You know you can sit, right? Your standing makes me feel like I need to stand." I grabbed my phone. Dani: You're not mad? Lincoln pulled out his phone and tossed it onto the couch. "Why the hell would I be mad?" Dani: The water bottles don't have your face on them. Lincoln burst out laughing then frowned. "Oh... you're serious? Dani: The list said your water bottles needed to be at room temperature and that the stickers of your face needed to be on the name brand because you hate name brands. But I couldn't find the damn stickers.

she replied fearfully. "You don't know his P.A? It's Jenny Lincoln, aka bluelines56 the maniac who wanted to ruin the app launch party. Does it ring a bell now? Tell me after pretending to be on her side in sabotaging the app launch party that day, did you guys finally decide to come together to ruin us for real? Was that why you made me fall for you?" Andrew yelled.