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360 pages, Kindle Edition
First published September 13, 2016
“Sweetheart, Oz is a nickname. Haven’t you googled me yet?”Amused blue eyes roll. “I’m sure you google yourself enough for the both of us.”
Shit, she’s right. I do google myself a lot.
From my private notes: Met in the library. Jameson and Sebastian. Funny until it became tedious. I'm bored.
DNF@ 30%
"Under the plain cardigan sweaters, the prim pearl necklace, the refined black patent leather shoes, Jameson Clark is sporting some prime, Grade A hairless pussycat inside her pants."
"This guy is an energy-filled livewire of testosterone; he’s the opposite of what I’m looking for despite not really knowing what that is."
“Shhhh,” she admonishes. “Quiet please. When you talk, it makes me want to slap some sense into you.”