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love was something that would just fall through her ceiling while she was reading a manuscript. In the real world, you had to go out and hu

he screen illuminating the dim room. "Instaconnect or

Tia asked, her voice d

very little talking," I explained. "Lovebomb, on the other hand, is for the long game. It's g

ut she didn't know him. She didn't know the way he looked at me, or the way his voice dropped an octave when he tal

She reached for her margarita and took a long, resigned gulp. "But if I get mu

hitting the d

ally - and a mess of dark, bouncy curls that always seemed to catch the light. She had a natural, ethereal beauty that didn't require the layers of contouring I usually felt th

dy," I announc

issa shouted f

g her face in a cushion. "Absolutely not!

u definitely are a snack th

ole damn meal!" she glared at me jokily. "TiaRose...I like that. It give

ing it in. "Oh, it's taken.

ther wrote a novel or said something generic. I needed something that captured the re

e put for the

doesn't mind a girl who reads at the dinner table. Must love

g furiously. "So you better check your

d the laptop from my hands. "Hey!" I

n!" She

few hours. I knew she loved Ben, and I knew Ben was a good man, but eight years was a long time. They had started in Fellsdello as kids