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A Few Words from Cupid…
He watched as Brooke and Luca danced around each other, a mating ritual he’d never quite felt comfortable with. When they kissed, little flames of anger licked up his insides, but he paused and took stock of the situation. Tamped down the sparks. His self-control was excellent—every daring move was rehearsed in advance and executed with precision. He was a magician. An escape artist. The Magnificent Pretender!
This was why he hadn’t been caught.
Oh, they’d come close once, they being the fools on the school disciplinary board. A bunch of stiffs who probably f****d their tight-assed wives in the missionary position monthly on a schedule. But it turned out that colleges really didn’t like scandal, so the whole affair got swept under the proverbial carpet and he
