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CHAPTER 94

She hated the way she became some simpering twit whenever she was around a hot guy—Peyton called her out on it all the time—but she couldn’t help it. Her brain just seemed to malfunction whenever it was overloaded with too much stimulation of the beefcake variety and that was the absolute last thing she needed as she embarked on this new season in her life. She needed to get ahold of herself and act like a professional; a mother-trucking grown-up.

The alarm on her phone sounded, a reminder that she had to leave right that instant or risk missing her tram. Mia scooped up her bag, gave her face one last look in the mirror by the door, and then practically ran out of her apartment, nearly bowling over Mrs. Feeney as she barrelled out of the elevator into the foyer.

“Sorry, sorry!” Mia called over her shoulder as she kept running for the front doors, hitching her underwear up on the way.

Mrs. Feeney waved her umbrella at her and scowled and Mia made a mental note to pi
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