“Hey. I’m Dylan. I’m here for the audition.” The man held out his hand to Ivy who leaped out of her seat to greet him.
Of course, his name was Dylan. Of course, he spoke in a throaty growl. And, of course, Ivy had nearly jumped him already. Hell, Milo might jump the guy himself. Ivy held out her hand to the giant, sexy musician man.
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A woman stood at the railing, overlooking the view of the city below. Oliver was sure there must be noise rising up from the street, and there must have been some type of weather happening, and the su
He opened his mouth to defend himself but could find no words up to the task. She was right, of course. “And you kissed me in that body, with lips that weren’t yours.” She shuddered in disgust. “I nev
“God! Natalie!” The man’s hand flew to his heart. “You scared the hell out of me.” Natalie stood from the couch and approached the imposter. He was taller than Oliver, with darker hair curled softly o