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slumped over the bar, nursing

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from the banquet hall attached to the bar spilled o

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he whispered back. "B

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tarted this week." They s

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. I'm a waiter, a model,

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is an actor,

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wasn't going t

's no time to lose." Caden took a lo

this is totally pathetic, but I need

. She needs a fi

fiancé. Who's a successful C

he stool next to me. "I

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breath-and then an

illing to

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traw in my drink. "N

ed to show up with a r

this mean gir

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her she can't land a date. Even if she couldn't." He

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leaned forward. "What's

and was passionate about his work, even if i

le things that count, and my perfect guy enjoys the little things. Oh, and my perfect guy is nice to his sister. But Caden had that

to make Latesha jealous. "He needs to be rich, successful, handso

aid in a perfect

o be generous and kind and

t all happen in two week

for a moment. "So,

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together beforehand to g

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