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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:

Claim her.

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