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The Office Curve

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Parts 44
Time 8h 59m

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"Oh my God, Zara," he whispered, taking a good look at me.  The insecurity managed to break through my amorousness.  "I knew you were a beautiful woman, but damn, you're about to kill me with those curves."

"I..."  I wrapped my arms around chest, feebly trying to shield myself from his stare.  Shame churned within my stomach.  "I-Is that a bad thing?"

"No, it's a very good thing."  Gently, he pushes my arms away so I can't hide myself anymore.  I sighed as his fingers drew little lines along the curves of my hips.  "Almost makes we wish I was a race car driver so I could fully appreciate them."All Rights Reserved

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Diamond in the Making

Diamonds are pretty to look at but do people really understand what it takes to make them. Zara Wilson is a successful store owner and jewelry crafter. Her life has never been easy. There are many highs and lows. One of the highs consist of the one and only Nate Harris. On the outside, everyone sees a handsome business man yet he holds some of the darkest secrets. What really lays behind his deep blue eyes is a mystery that Zara will uncover. Fate brought them together but their secrets are what break them apart. Can a bond as strong as a diamond really be broken? Or is it indestructible? ~Excerpt~ "Why did you hold back?" I asked in a serious tone. I wanted a fair race, even if he still won. "I wanted to give you a chance." He said huskily as he winked and leaned in claiming my lips pushing my back against my car. His hands ran through my hair, while I reached up to feel his biceps. Then he pulled away looking deep into my green eyes. And said something I didn't expect. "I like you. You're just full of secrets. What else are you hiding?" He asked curiously. "I guess you'll have to stick around to find out." I said with a smirk and then leaned in again to give him a quick kiss.