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He was bad news Always had been

She’d been crossing the parking lot toward the building when the new-model Arias car had slalomed onto co what she kneas a prototype That information alone told her that, even as she ju paths with him far sooner than she’d intended

When he leaped out of the car, a huge grin on his face fro to him—which meant he could do whatever the hell he wanted, when he wanted—she had to admit, the bastard was cute

And when he clamped eyes on her, the astonish, he looked even hotter His hair was like gold Seriously Gold She couldn’t make up the color if she tried It was so hts and dark copper strands, that it should have looked like he’d spent a good ten hours a week in the salon But he’d had gold hair for as long as she could reood

Even when it came down to looks, nature had been kind to the dick Not only did he have hazel eyes that could cut through a wole, he was tall—closer to six-two than six-five—had the body of a gym bunny, and constantly wore suits that were like a female version of porn

In fact, scratch that, he alking porn

There, she’d said it

But if looks hadn’t been enough of a blessing, then there were the five billion blessings he’d had in his bank account since he’d gained control of his trust fund

She couldn’t complain too much about that With that trust fund, he’d plowed nearly two-thirds of it into her brother’s whacko genius brain, and Arias was the result Though the investave Aidan a fifty percent share

The jerk could be generous

She’d never said he was all bad, but neither was he as great as everyone thought