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The One Decent Thing (Santa Rafaela, #1)
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Read between May 17 - May 17, 2020
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Actually, there were a lot of other options, but all of them had ‘Danger!� written all over them in huge block letters. Red letters. Like the kind of sign you’d put on a velociraptor cage. The problem was, I wouldn’t have had trouble keeping my distance from a velociraptor. I wouldn’t have wanted to pull it into my arms, kiss it, stroke its back, and hope that it nuzzled into my neck and whispered my name.
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I smiled at him, a lot more genuinely this time. “You gonna sic your attack-dog Lucas on Sebastian’s parents for us?� Chris let out a sharp little cackle of laughter, his hazel-green eyes bright, and for a second I could see why he got so many dates. He didn’t hold a candle to Sebastian. But I could see it. “Yeah, Lucas is a real menace. He’s probably terrorizing thirteen-year-olds in League of Legends as we speak.�
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He mumbled something that sounded like, “I viewed a porter.� What the fuck? At least that couldn’t possibly translate as, “I ended the universe as we know it.�
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“You were never pathetic. For the record, though? ‘Uncle Peter has better estate lawyers than you� might be the most trust-fund-brat thing anyone has ever said, ever. I mean, I guess if you’d managed to work in a reference to a yacht —�
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Aidan was a true product of southern California. He called me dude, he called his jacket dude, he called Rick dude � though only when Rick wasn’t in earshot. One time he’d called me ‘Dude, baby� when he was drunk. Like, really? I was his boyfriend. I should be exempt.
Cee
This is the most Californian thing ever and I love it.