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... us stared out the window at the city lights streaking past.
He had planned to survive.
To avoid female leads.
To avoid emotional entanglement.
But fate clearly had a twisted sense of humor.
And right now—
A drunk Ice Queen was asleep in his arms, whispering love like it was the most natural thing in the world.
The Rolls-Royce glided smoothly over the overpass, city wind brushing faintly against the tinted windows.
Julian finally all ...
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