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I hate Simon Banks

I also hate tequila The first makes my blood boil with his devilish smirk and giant ego The second makes me do questionable things Specifically with Simon

Fine Whatever Its a blip on my radar Even though I cant stop thinking about memories of our night or his hands and that mouth But I have more important things to dolike finally opening my dream restaurant in the small town of Rolling Hills

Theres just one problemhe lives here Im bound and determined to not let that stop me Hes bound and committed to get under my skin And heres another thing I hateits working

His smug smile His clever jokes The way my body heats when hes around Our looks of longing and the sizzling tension between us Not to mention his bare chiseled chest running past my restaurant every day Hes becoming too hard to resist

Im starting to realize theres a thin line between love and hate Ours just happens to be two pink ones

Contains mature themes