Flash Marriage To My Best Friend's Father
t was ag
quarely in the face. She groaned, rolling over and reaching bli
hit nothi
as too intricate. And the sheets... these weren't her scratchy, polyest
into her like a
The champag
tilted, her brain throbbing against her skull
wallowed her frame. The fabric was impossibly soft agains
and pulled it up to her chin, her heart hammering against her ribs like
alist, masculine, and expensive. D
tack of clothes was folde
s was a piece of heavy cards
metal, not plastic. A Centurion card. It was a blank, supple
it like it w
ote. The handwritin
code is your
ar ride. The demand for a shiel
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mouth. She had proposed to her best
nightstand. The screen lit up w
calls from
from An
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number she didn't have save
ing. You are sa
ll
there. It was a simple platinum band, elegant an
bbed the clothes. A soft cashmere sweater, dark je
it per
clothes in her exact size ready? The thought sent a shiver down her
eded t
lack card-shoving it deep int
ekeeper was dusting in the hallw
orning,
e button, half-expecting it not to work. To her surprise, a green li
ed in her hand
Now. Em
ach dropped.
o bad she could barely open the door. The ride to the univ
he stares of students who probably saw the
ection in the library. Azalea looked manic, he
er further into the stacks. "My dad just tran
froze.
ea whispered, eyes wide. "He said to tak
us. Her eyes narrowed,
.. I helped him with a proj
a flicker of doubt crossed her mind. Translation work? For her father, who had an entire in-house
have orders.
of the library toward t
said over her shoulder. "Which, to be fai
e bed of the truck sat a silver Aston Martin. It gleamed unde
d walked over to Azalea.
ossed it
is is the r
ather and chrome. She looked at the car. It
e this," Eli
her arms. "You know how he is. If y
nes were coming out. Whispe
Solomon? Who b
ne buzzed a
thumb hitting the red but
ed the unlock button. The mirro
h," Azalea joked,
The title hit to
of new leather enveloped her. It smelled ju
s white. She had signed a contract with the