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Chapter 2
CHAPTER 2 Griffin…. Griffin Latham, one of the biggest crossover country music stars of the last decade, is smiling. At me! And holding out his hand. To me! “Oh my God, oh my God, you’re Griffin Latham!” I respond instead of shaking his hand. He grins down at me, his teeth sparkling and white underneath platinum blond hair. He has a face that could get him called pretty if not for his darker beard and all the tattoos crawling up his neck from under the white tee. He even has some ink underneath one of his eyes, but I’m too flabbergasted to make it out. I add one more, “Oh my God, you’re really, really Griffin Latham,” just in case he isn’t getting how shocked I am to see him here in this backcountry roadhouse of all places. “Yeah, I’m Griff,” he answers, crooking his head at me. “And
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