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CASE 102
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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Thu, Sep 22, 2016
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Mystery
"I may not be a detective but I bet I can solve this case faster than you can think of a lie when you get home too late and wifey starts to ask questions" I looked him dead in the face with all seriousness. I was leaning on the front of his desk and I raised my eyebrow waiting on his quick witty responses to kick in. He places his hands on the desk and leans forward from behind desk till our noses were touching and he says. "I am lead detective in this department and you're a child. I've been solving cases since before you were born. I'm 56 and you're? What? 12? Why don't you go put on one of those sexy (cute) school girl outfits then come back and show it to me huh? Make yourself useful. " He smirked at me and pull back from our position. I let out breath and bust out laughing for just about two minutes. I even wiped a tear out my right eye. I had to hold on to the desk and clutch my stomach to catch my breath. Standing up right I shook my head at him. Walking around the desk to his side standing in right in front of him poking him with my finger making him walking backwards. All copy right reserved Candiicotton
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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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