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Chapter 9
Beatrice I don't know if Rock's appearance at our table is going to be good like Rosalind thinks or bad like Bessie thinks, but I take the moment when everyone's distracted to grab another pulled pork sandwich. "I heard you were in South America, raping the land," Bessie tells Rock. "All done," he says, his smile never faltering. "Land is thoroughly raped." "Rock is a land developer," Cole explains. Rock pats Cole's back. "Thank you, Sprinkles. See, Bessie? Land developer sounds so much better than land rapist." "To-may-to, to-mah-to," Bessie says. Rock arches an eyebrow and flashes his pearly whites at Olivia, who chokes on her spit and giggles like an i***t. Then he winks at me as I chomp down on my pork sandwich. He's very good-looking, but he doesn't elicit the same reaction tha
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