β Scribed by Fiona Murphy
No coin nor oath required. For personal study only.
I can't believe it. Christopher Baldwin, the baddest boy in baseball, wants me. Amelia Bishopβ¦I was maybe a solid seven before an accident changed my life, leaving me fat, broken, and avoiding mirrors. If he hadn't said it with a stare hot enough to melt brain cells, I would never have believed him when he told me my curves are what he wants.
An arrogant a$$hole with tattoos, a diamond glinting in his ear, and a dirty mouth promising wicked things, Chris Baldwin is no boy. Chris is all man, and a lethally gorgeous one at that. With dimples flashing as he invites me to sin in a slow Southern drawl, I'm trying to remember I don't swoon, sin, or--wait, what? I forgot not to stare directly at his dimples, and those bright blue eyes aren't safe either. Sorry, as I was saying.
As appealing as the idea of sinning with Chris is, there is no doubt in my mind I would fail miserably at it, even under his expert tutelage. Chris has been on a steady diet of...
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