The Army, The Player, and I

The Army, The Player, and I

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(SHORT STORY) Alexa Howell is a player. She's had enough experience in that department. However, one night, after driving home from her booty call, she hits someone with her car. Only to find out that it isn't some ordinary guy. Gavin Lahar, the sexy mysterious player at Ridgewood High was walking home from hearing the enlistment news. He had made the cut. Only for him to be slammed by an uncontrollable driver. When two worlds collide-literally-can player meet player without heartbreak? Well, aren't we all certified players?
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