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I apologetically squeezed Kat’s shoulder and returned behind the bar to hide. Wanda and Jody appeared behind the counter in record time, and it confused me because most of their tables were vacant, which meant they didn’t appear before me for drink orders. “Liv! Do you know who you were talking to?” asked Jody with a sickly fan-girl giggle. Yeah. An arrogant jerk. “Should I?” “That’s Dominic Moore! He’s only the richest, most handsome guy in this city. Girl, is your head under a rock?” Wanda added.

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