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WHERE BAD BOYS ARE RUINED 

I ate leftover cupcakes and cracked macarons for breakfast. 

 

I was ninety percent sure he simply ate up girls like me. 

 

I was covered in paint splatters, cake batter, and sweat the first time I met him. 

 

He was covered in badass tattoos and a smile that seemed to hold a secret I would never figure out. 

 

Rule number 1 was never, under any circumstances, fall for the man who I wrote my lease check to. 

 

So, I tucked him away in the “Fantasize Only” compartment of my brain and called it a day.  

 

But he didn’t make it easy. 

 

He was arrogant, funny, and the biggest flirt I had ever met. 

 

Most of the time, I didn’t know if I was just a game to him.

 

If I didn’t know better, I’d say he was on a mission to ruin my life. 

 

And maybe my heart, too. 

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