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Title: Laced Steel
Series: Steel Crew 3
Author: MJ Fields
Release Date: July 1, 2020
Designed by: Jersey Girl Design
Genre: New Adult Contemporary Romance
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I traded my plaid skirt for a navy blazer, my religion for a red Solo cup, and finally my Bible for a bong, just to fit in.
He helped me jeté from outcast to the “it girl.”
In becoming this new, improved version of myself, my truths became laced with lies.
I thought he was my savior, but it turns out that he was really the devil in designer.
“Pfft, you don’t scare me one bit. My father is more intimidating than you. Now get me some damn towels, and then we’ll be out of your way.”
His Persian blue eyes are now wild and, for some reason, it just riles me up more.
I hear Brisa behind me, now sounding a bit panicked. “She’s drunk. She hardly ever drinks, and—”
A loud clapping distracts me, and I look to where the sound is coming from.
Harrison Reeves is smirking, slowly clapping. “Bravo.”
“Reeves,” Tobias sneers.
“She’s a little actress, Eastman. It’s in my blood to applaud when I see a worthy performance.”
“This isn’t a performance, Reeves,” I snap.
“Oh, Miss Steel, you’re like a little chihuahua with a pit bull attitude—feisty. I really like feisty.”
“Thanks,” I huff. “Now, how about you get me some damn towels and let us be on our merry way?”
I hear the door shut and look around. They left us here … with them.
“Truth,” Brisa whispers as she steps to my side.
“Easton, get the girl some towels”—Harrison smiles menacingly then looks away from me—“before she pisses herself or starts crying.”
“As if,” I huff.
I hear a door slam and have to stop myself from jumping.
Harrison looks back at me, smiling a little playfully now. A little too playfully.
“What is your aversion to being nice?”
He leans in, and I stay standing tall. Well, as tall as I can. Then he whispers, “You weren’t on the guest list. And neither was your cousin. Easton doesn’t appreciate rule breakers. Me, on the other hand, find it fascinating.”
“My bad we didn’t RSVP. We weren’t even going to come. It was a last-minute decision. It’s not Baker or Abhi’s fault.”
“I’m very glad you”—he pauses—“came.”
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