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He explains and I just listen. "Wow. I actually have two. My name under my bra line and a cross on my finger." I tell him showing him the cross. "I guess I will be seeing the name later tonight." He hints suggestively and I burst out laughing. "None of that. I should probably get home now. It's really late." I tell him setting my half full glass next to his.

He stood behind me, his hands extended to show me two watches. "Which is better?" My brow moved up in question, as I spun to face him. I looked between the two, pointing to the solid yellow gold one. He lifted it, strapping it on. "I called to make sure the restaurant was guarded, the only thing I wasn't guaranteed is the entrance." Triston sighed, "I could get you in through the back- but what so wrong with a photo or two?" My eyes moved up to him, "Being on the news and overcasting someone's wedding is not on my plans for today." Triston rolled his eyes, "Honestly, that would be rude of me-"

"I can't believe we're doing this," I grumble, the sounds of what is obviously an over-the-top party already making me itchy, and we're not even to the front door yet. Makes me wonder what all the neighbors are thinking and when they'll be calling the cops. Nate Funderling and his giant ego bought an overpriced condo a couple of years ago, right near Memorial Drive. Knowing what professional soccer players make, I know it was way over his budget, and I've always wondered how he was able to buy it in the first place.

Her apartment was dark except for her laptop glow, empty except for her and the ghost of a man she couldn't mention. The connection appeared at 2 a.m., hidden in a foundation's annual report. Vance wasn't working alone. He had a partner—not in crime, but in business. Legitimate shipping. The illegal stuff hid inside the legal, and the legal partner didn't know. "Richard Holt," she told Kael's dead drop phone the next morning, walking through Central Park with wind masking her voice and tourists masking her presence. "Boston. Old money, older connections. If Holt finds out his partner's dirty, he'll cut Vance loose. Maybe help us."

Tanner says and I roll my eyes. " One quick piece of advice, Rox. You deserve better. Steve doesn't deserve you. He can't just walk out of your life any time he likes and then come back and say sorry. Nobody does that. That relationship is not healthy. You should find someone better, maybe get to know your one nightstand. What's his name again, Len? Hen?" Tanner says. I chuckle at his choice of name. " It's Ren, dickwad." " Whatever the fuck it is." Tanner says as he comes out of the kitchen, eating my leftover pancakes.

"Fuck off!" While Amanda is on the Libra side, Alex is a Cancer ♋. He is quite emotional and always looking for true love, Alex is very caring and can also be quiet naive. He loves cuddles, but also love his own personal space, though Alex lacked a little bit of confidence, this was why it took him years to get close to Martins and Stacey. He never really approached Ross to ask for a promotion, but it all ended well, because he was still given the promotion.

he slightly yells, sounding frustrated with himself. “But that mistake made me realize that the love which I had for her is gone. Because there was no feeling of connection or love, it was all so superficial.” He sighs, “Even though it shouldn’t have happened, but it helped me to get sure of my decision not to be part of that meaningless bond.”

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Lorenzo angrily pushed the perfectly stacked papers off his desk as he spoke on the phone. "Listen here you little fucker, you better not mess this up. How the fuck did you lose $250K? Find it, and if it is not here by 10pm tonight, consider yourself a fucking dead man." He spat, hanging the phone up. John, who was silently watching Lorenzo as he was sitting on the chair in front of him, tilted his head as he watched his best friend angrily pace around the room.

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