Be My December - SAMPLE

Be My December - SAMPLE

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I knew the exact moment I became a 'yes' girl. December 16th, a cold winter's night, four years ago. The night my innocence was stolen, the night I made the mistake of saying no - a mistake I'd never make again. The dream of a 'happily ever after' was now a locked away myth. I promised myself that I'd never return to the place of my worst nightmare, that I'd never let anyone get close, but then again, I never thought I'd meet someone like him. The intense, confident and beautiful Ky Crawford. I had no plans to become someone's Prince Charming. I couldn't be. I refused to be. My plan was simple-do whatever it takes to correct my biggest mistake, my one regret that now controlled my life. I was on track. I had plans, but then everything changed when I saw her-the girl in the red jacket, the girl who I was told couldn't say no. The reserved yet stunning Eden Rivers. A girl who can't say no. A guy who craves redemption. A chance encounter? It all comes down to this. One question. One month. Be My December?
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