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“I know, this is ht word, “unexpected than o with ht noyer and I are perfect for each other”

For a longas the real truth itched its way up Clover’s spine Then, finally, Daphne gave her a guarded s in a toast “What we badasses form…”

“May no man put asunder,” she finished the familiar mantra

Yeah Shared history It mattered And it , anything that would make this less painful, but the doorbell interrupted her

“Your prince has arrived,” Daphne said

But it wasn’t her prince When Clover opened the apart for her on the other side

Chapter Eight

The back of the Town Car was even bigger without Sawyer inside filing the backseat with phero in the back by herself while Linus sat by hi—a chauffeur’s hat The whole situation was le and her motor mouth rev up Okay, it wasn’t just that It was that she was really doing this

Having a fake engagement

Lying to everyone

Living with a man she barely knew

But it was for a good cause, right? Fifteen grand, a neardrobe, and acting as a good Saood Sa fifteen Gs? What was so different about this? It was an adventure Her passport had more stamps in it than Daphne had shoes in her closet This was just one measly trip across town to the land of the rich and home of the snobs How scary could it be? Her pulse skyrocketed and her thoughts spiraled around her head until all she could focus on was the anxiety ht

“Linus, I can’t do this,” she said, leaning forward so he could hear her a million miles away in the front seat “Please pull over”

The chauffeur glanced up into the rearviewokay?”

“I’irl who’s made for backseats” Her eyes widened at the double entendre “Oh God, that sounded totally wrong”