Found love in Hawaii

Found love in Hawaii

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Fiction
Romance
Jane Burningham's one dream was to go to the university of Hawaii in Manoa and become a yoga instructor. But just when her dreams are finally starting to come true, she finds out that her roommate is Ace Carter and she doesn't know what to expect. Jane has been a good girl all her life. She rarely got in trouble, never skipped school and never went to party's. Ace Carter has been a bad boy most of his life. Always getting in trouble, skipping school and going to the wildest party's. So what happens when these two are put together as roommates? Can the good girl tame the bad boy.. or will he end up breaking her heart?
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