Labor

Hope couldn’t afford to be seen, so she stood still. She didn’t want Dane to spy her watching him. But he was so nice to watch. Hope would never have guessed that her grumpy upstairs neighbor had muscles let alone so any of them. She snagged her bottom lip with her teeth. It had been months since she’d broken up with Rob and here was this man, and his muscles glinting with sweat in the autumn sunshine.

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Roz was born back in the days when televisions had knobs. She spent her childhood with her nose stuck in a book, preferring their company over anyone else's.

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Roz Carter

Roz Carter

Roz was born back in the days when televisions had knobs. She spent her childhood with her nose stuck in a book, preferring their company over anyone else's.

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