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I was done with love. Always dating the wrong men for the wrong reasons.
I sucked so much that my ten-year-old niece used all her allowance to sign me up to an elite dating service.
I didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
But I knew one thing - I could at least try.
Now there he is.
Funny? Check.
Handsome? Check.
Sexy? Check.
NOT married? Double check!
He's the perfect package.
Even with all the choices I have with this new dating service, all I want is him.
>HIM
Beautiful. Funny. Sexy.
She smells so good as well.
And that seductive lacy underwear...Winner!
I knew all of that the first time I met her.
But she's clearly holding back.
Like she's been hurt before, more than once, probably by men who look like me.
I mean the gorgeous womanizer type.
There's one way I can think of to convince her.
But if my plan fails, she might never speak to me again.