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Little Black Dress
It was supposed to be a fun night out with my guys.
I was supposed to be celebrating my step-brother's final days as a single man before his wedding.
I wasn't supposed to meet her.
wasn't supposed to be fascinated by her.
Her British accent.
Her sexy body.
Her little black dress...
Ayesha Jordan wasn't supposed to occupy my mind. I wasn't supposed to be affected by her charm. But I'd be damned if I ignored every impulse in my body telling me one thing:
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