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He’s so arrogant.
She’s so self-righteous.
I can’t stand him.
I want her.
He’s a distraction I don’t need.
She’ll say yes eventually because I’m not giving up.
Justine
Porter is stuck between a rock and a stripper pole. She lost her law
school scholarship, which means she has two choices to keep her life on
track: strip for her tuition or tutor the most distractingly sexy guy in
her class—the one she’s been turning down for two years straight. It
should be an easy choice, but tutoring Ryker Grant could derail her
plans to graduate with honors faster than two-for-one night at the Déjà
Vu. Then again, topless has never really been her color.
She could take the easy road, just this once . . . but the deal has enough loopholes to trip anyone up.
Who knew they taught bad judgment in law school?
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