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Monica Murphy

Fair Game

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When your boyfriend bets YOU in a poker game, you better know when to run…
Bad enough Jade Frost’s boyfriend drags her to a boring poker game. Even worse that he actually threw her into the betting pot during an intense round…and lost. Talk about the perfect excuse for Jade to make him her ex-boyfriend.
Now she supposedly belongs to the ultra rich, extremely gorgeous Shep Prescott. He could have anything he wants yet he seems to be in hot pursuit of her. No matter how rude, how snarky, how impossible she acts, it doesn’t stop him. More like her horrible behavior seems to make him want her more.
When she finds herself starting to fall for him, Jade’s confused. There’s more to Shep than the carefree rich charmer he portrays. No way could he want a serious relationship with her…or could he?
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Oprindeligt udgivet
2016
Udgivelsesår
2016
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  • b1402165387har citeretfor 3 år siden
    breathes deep and stands, smiling at the both of us. “My work here is done.”
    “You’re not leaving are you?” Jade asks, her voice low and vaguely threatening.
    “You’re going out with Shep after he’
  • LLyanne Marie Opianahar citeretfor 2 år siden
    “Don’t look at him,” Shep murmurs, his voice so close to my ear I gasp and turn my head to find his face directly in mine. I can see everything. Every pore in his skin, every little hair in his thick brows, every inky lash that rims his too dark, all seeing eyes. “I want your eyes on me and me only.”
  • LLyanne Marie Opianahar citeretfor 2 år siden
    But it’s no use. I can smell him. And he smells…fucking incredible.

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