Decoding Dakota

Decoding Dakota

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The introverted Mila is drawn into the fast paced life of the devilishly handsome badboy that is Dakota Colemen after a chance encounter at the edge of a cliff. Enter Mila's complex world as she begins to navigate the engima that is Dakota, and while doing so, decode her own intricate mind. * "Why didn't you leave?" I whispered. He titled his face to face me, his jaw perfectly accented in the gentle moonlight. A slight smile broke through his hardened features, "you're too weird to leave behind." And that's the first time he'd made me laugh.
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"You know, it won't physically hurt you to be nice for once." I crossed my arms in front of my chest and groaned. "I don't want to take a chance." the corner of his lips lifted a little as he finished his sentence. "Well, you don't hear me complaining. The view of a someone so desperately working out is not a delight either." I retorted in a weary voice. "I bet it isn't." he narrowed his eyes at me and commented. Ugh.. Why is he so damn annoying? "You know what, just take your arrogant ass out of my room." I scowled at him, pointing towards the door. With small steps, he walked towards me. I took a step backwards when he neared me. He was invading my personal space, making me a bit flustered. The urge to push back his golden-brown hair covering his forehead was increasing with every passing second. "Gladly." he mumbled against my face and then walked past me out of my room. It took me a minute to calm down my racing heartbeat. ... He was a mystery, an enigma I wanted to solve. He was exhausting, he was infuriating, yet staying away from him was not an option. He was making me feel things I haven't felt before. Adam McArdle! Who are you and what are you doing to my poor little heart? ... #1 in GENERAL FICTION (23-05-2019) #1 in CHICKLIT (21-07-2019)

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