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I moved out of the apartment I shared with Lottie and Anson just last month, and I’m still getting settled in my new place. I debate stopping for food, but I’m tired. I want to get home and take a shower. Then I’ll focus on what to eat.

I turn out of the parking lot and inch my way toward First Street. As soon as I turn onto the road, I jerk forward.

“Son of a…” I trail off as I realize that I’ve been rear-ended.

Great. This is just what I needed today.

I rub my shoulder, trying to ease the ache starting back up there as I unbuckle and slip out of the car.

“I’m so sorry! The sun got in my eyes, and well, that’s no excuse. Here let me get my insurance,” comes the sweetest voice I’ve ever heard.

It’s not a Los Angeles accent, and I try to place it. My eyes snap to the woman bent half in and half out of the driver’s side door, and I can’t hold in the moan when I see her round ass waving in my face.

“Goddamn,” I mutter to myself.

I take a step closer to her, my eyes devouring her curves hungrily when she finally fishes out the insurance card and turns to face me.

“Here we are,” she says, and my eyes roam over her.

“Are you alright?” I ask, and her pale green eyes snap to mine.

“I’m… fine. I’m fine,” she says, clearing her throat.

Her eyes go to the back of my car, and she winces when she sees the bumper hanging down to the ground.

“A lot better than your car. I really am so sorry,” she says, and I take another step toward her.

“What’s your name?”

“Oh, right. Here’s the card. I’m Quinn Walder.”

“It’s nice to meet you, Quinn,” I say, reaching out and taking the card from her.

Our fingers touch, and a tingle races up my arm and down my spine. My gaze locks with hers, and I wonder if she felt it too.

“I’m Rhett,” I say when the silence has stretched between us for too long.

“Let me call my insurance company,” she says and she turns away from me.

I want to call her back, to feel her name on my lips, to have her eyes and attention back on me, but she’s already grabbed her phone.

I guess maybe she can’t feel this connection between us after all.

TWO

Quinn

This is just my luck.

My day was already a flaming disaster, but sure, let’s add a car accident to the mix.

I had just left my parents’ house, where they once again tried to force one of their friends’ kids on me. It’s still been an adjustment getting used to my parents actually taking an interest in me. They had sent me off to boarding school when I was a tween, and before that, a long string of nannies took care of me.

Now that I’m older, they seem to have remembered that they have a child. Unfortunately for me, they only seem to care about who they can marry me off to. It apparently has to be one of their boring friends’ spawn. I’m sure they think the world would fall apart if I happened to marry outside of our social class.

Unfortunately for them, I’m not interested in anyone that they set me up with. I want to marry for love. Besides, I’m not interested in settling down right now or dating. I just got out of college, and I’m excited to be starting this next chapter in my life. I want to focus on building my career.

I might just change my mind though if my parents’ had tried to set me up with someone like Rhett.

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