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"What's Rae short for?" He continued before tossing his friend the keys to his car. When he unlocked it she noticed the matte black Trackhawk was in the same parking lot.
"Wouldn't you like to know." She leaned against the door of her car realizing he wasn't ready to wrap up their conversation so quickly. He stood his ground with a smirk tucking both hands into his pockets.
"I'm asking." He shrugged, playing off his curiosity.
"What's Baby short for?" She returned the question hesitant to give him her name since she didn't know his.
"Josiah." He didn't hesitate. The name fit him like a glove.
"Raegan." She granted, through her doe eyes.
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She wasn't looking for love, neither was he, what they needed was healing, but love has a funny way of forcing itself into the mix.
Both self-made and self-sustaining, these young entrepreneur's cursed themselves with tunnel vision for their futures.
Raegan and Josiah were perfect strangers until they find their fates intertwined and their souls infatuated. From what was supposed to be a fun night on the town, into a whirlwind of lust, lies, and most importantly, love.
Will they run from their undeniable chemistry or let love mend their wilting hearts?
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