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I smiled a feeling of completion and serenity running over me, and in that moment I knew I had found my forever. . . . . . . . Thanks for reading ❤️‼️ Hope you enjoyed the book ❤️‼️ Thanks for all the support ❤️‼️ I appreciate every read, comment and vote ❤️❤️‼️ If you enjoyed this book, you can check out my other works HIS

I bury my face against his neck - which is delightfully warm - and whisper, "I'm okay with that, too." And as he carries me back to the house, I know this is going to be the most perfect Christmas ever. END OF BOOK EIGHT: A CUNNINGHAM CHRISTMAS

The score was neck and neck, they just needed 2 more points to beat the other team and if someone could score the perfect touchdown, it would win the game indefinitely. We all held our breath as the ball was tossed to Avery and he got into position to huck it over the defence line to Aiden who rushed to the other side of the field with blinding speed. It was a perfect pass made by Avery that he caught with ease and went to make a break for it instantly. “Yes, go, Aiden!” I screamed across the field.

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It made it easy to manage the narrative. The door clicked open, and Ava looked up to find Roman Devereux leaning casually against the frame. He wasn’t what she expected. Most guys in his position—backed into a corner with their reputation on fire—oozed desperation. Roman, however, carried himself like he’d already won. “Ms. Sinclair,” he greeted, his voice low and sweet. He crossed the room in a few deliberate paces and extended his hand. Ava didn’t move. “We can skip the formalities, Mr. Devereux. Take a seat.”

(Tara’s POV) “Tara, you’re...you’re early,” He stammers, his face turning pale like he stops breathing for a few seconds. I was sure my face was red. I could feel the heat creeping through my skin as I saw Blake wearing nothing except the lightweight towel hugging his hips. Like him, I stopped breathing. His hair is still dripping wet, looking like a model of expensive male perfume. I swallowed hard as my eyes feasted on his well-developed physique. How could heaven give this man a perfect body? This is one of those moments that I would want to open G****e to look for a better word to describe him at this moment. Hunk? Sexy? A very sexually attractive man.

But then he realized something when reading it. Mingchan was holding that thin page and staring at that panel where that robot guy was being kissed by a woman. “W-why is this so familiar?” Mingchan asked himself as the My Perfect Boyfriend w*****n was based on their true to life story. Mingchan was reading everything. He could not stop laughing and giggling until he reached the latest episode.

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