MY CONTRACT MARRIAGE
And he was stuck with the one thing he’d been horrified of.
A wife he was attracted to.
He shut his bedroom door and forced the thought out of his mind.
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Maya glanced around BookCrazy with satisfaction. Poetry nights drew a large crowd, and all were book buyers. Every Friday night, she transformed the back of her store into a performance center. Moody, background music floated through the dim lit aisles. Overstuffed apple-green chairs and battered coffee tables were dragged from the storeroom and arranged in an informal circle. The crowd was a nice mix of intellectuals, some quite/serious and others who just wanted an entertaining night out. She dragged the mic over to the small lifted p