What Happened In Aisle Three

What Happened In Aisle Three

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She looked between us, thin eyebrows raised. "So? Am I the only one who's going to acknowledge the sitcom quality of this?" He laughed nervously, scratching the back of his neck. "Excuse her, my sister thinks life's true meaning is to be a smart ass." ******** Twenty-year-old Meghan Rowlly doesn't expect much excitement with her lucky Meijer job. She stacks cereal boxes, makes sure labels face the right way, and does the occasional toddler barf cleanup—and that's on a good day. So imagine her surprise when she's trapped in the store on one of the worst snow storms of the year. With an admittedly sexy stranger and his know-it-all, half-pint sister who seems to hate everything in sight, Meghan's in for one hell of a ride—one that is so not worth minimum wage.
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(18+ EXPLICIT CONTENT) "Attract a lot of attention, huh beautiful?" His voice hit me like a wall, absurdly catching me off guard. It was deep, sensual, something any girl (or boy) could melt over. I was sort of speechless, yet trying my best to appear unafflicted. "Only the wrong ones." That was definitely drunken me talking, as I didn't usually have that much confidence. His lips twitched up into a smirk, expressing that he understood my comment. "Does that mean that I'm in that category?" My palms began to grow sweaty and my heart rate picked up, but otherwise my body remained relaxed, appearing completely fine. It similar to when you're on autopilot, completely withdrawn due to intoxication. "I suppose not," I crossed my arms, putting on this seductive persona just for him. This fueled his smirk, about to murmur another comment before I cut him off. "You'll have to show me, though." *** Amelia Hollis was a 23-year-old writer at one of the local publishing companies, assisting a very handsome man and writing articles left and right. Her and her best friend, Aviary, lived together in a cute little apartment off the central part of the city, yearning to create new memories and important moments. Amelia always lived for the moments, taking in every little detail and savoring it like it was her favorite meal. She was an optimist, hoping to change peoples lives with her dreams. James Vallette was a 34-year-old CEO, building his company from dirt with the help of his brother. He was a realist, not really having time to deal with dreams or even love. He knew this the night he laid eyes on Amelia. It was only casual; what harm could a one-night stand do? Oh yeah, he's her dad's boss.

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