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Kumpleto, Unang na-publish Apr 05, 2013
When sarcastic-good girl- dancer Tess Finnly meets bad boy- martial arts king- Greek god looking-play boy Declan Porter, tempers flare, attractions soar, police records get slightly longer, and enemies are made. 
When Declan's past finally catches up with him, Tess has to make a hard decision....to go down the path of crazy nights, cheating milkshakes, and going against everything her Sheriff Father stands for, or stay on the path to become a widely known dancer and have no social life.
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She didn't reply and I felt her finger move across my skin, lower, and almost all the way down my lower back. A shiver coursed through my body, strangely pleasant, and I felt her finger stop. "Your tattoos are beautiful," she said softly. Too close. She was too close. My pulse was hammering and I could feel her cool breath against my skin when she spoke, and my body was warm from having felt her. I couldn't reply. My breathing was light and shaken. I wanted to just turn around and pull her against me, or rather put her against a wall, so I could kiss her and feel her more properly against me. If she touched me again, I wasn't sure that I could keep myself from doing just that. "I'm going to take a shower," I said suddenly in an attempt to escape. She didn't stop me, so I took that opportunity to walk away. When I reached the bathroom, I took a deep breath to steady myself as well as my pulse. Closing the door behind me, I ran a hand through my hair. She truly was a nightmare. A bad boy's worst nightmare was a girl that made him want to be a good one.