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"Would you help me?"

He stared down at her, clearly unable to believe what she was proposing "Hold up a second, Nice You want ritted her teeth at his use of her nickname--and the fact that he immediately assumed any boyfriend of hers had to be a loser--but forced herself to let it go For now

"You didn’t bring anyone to the wedding, right?" A feeeks ago he’d told her he was co so that he could keep watch over his staff at the bar Sophie figured it was also a good way to uests for an after-party in his bed She forcefully tae of jealousy at that vision as she said, "Please, Jake, will you helphis head "No one will ever believe it And your brothers will killat you that way"

Damn his bad reputation and her crystal clear one

And daht They would tear hiht he’d so ht about her or Lori But she refused to give up now, not with his disdainful, "You’d better go get pretty then, shouldn’t you, princess?" still running through her head

"Are you kidding?" she said with a laugh "Of course none of thehed harder "And me?" She shook her head as if the whole idea were utterly preposterouseven though she’d written their love story a thousand tio for I would be surprised if half of them can even spell their own naht have gone too far

Oops

"Don’t worry," she reassured him, "we’ll make sure none of uy have a na to tear her ex apart with his bare hands, she didn’t think it would be fair to give hi it aloud"

"Did he hurt you?"

She was glad she hadn’t had too much to eat for breakfast, otherwise it would have threatened to come back up as she moved her hand over her heart and said, "Only here," in an overly theatrical way

Sophie was certain anyone else would have seen through her terrible acting job, but Jake was so bound and deter about her it looked like she was actually going to get aith this