Bye-Bye Jerk, Hello Mr. Right by Rosie Steppe

hapter 361

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Lena's face went stone cold. "I've already told you-keep this up, and it's harassment. I'll call the cops."

"Dr. Lane, it's not harassment! I just... I like you. I wanna be with you..."

I cringed so hard I could barely stand it. It reminded me of the guy who sent her flowers signed "Sancho." Was this him? I didn't care he was Sancho now.

"Dr. Lane, I swear, it was love at first sight..." Sancho even raised his hand like he was making some grand, heartfelt vow.

"But she hated you at first sight," I shot back, sliding next to Lena.

Hayden stood up too, looking like he'd be ready to step in if things got any worse.

Sancho glanced at me. "Who are you? I'm talking to Dr. Lane. Could you, like, not?"

If I'd eaten more earlier, I probably would've puked just from his voice.

was I letting this go. "Yeah, I like her! It's a pure, sacred kind of love. My feelings are noble!" He actually sounded serious, but he was looking at me like I was

head to toe. His Nike shirt, Under Armour pants, and, and Skechers sneakers-yeah, all knockoffs, like super obvious

need money to be decent, but at least

Hayden, he was just in a plain tee and work pants-nothing flashy, but it was

know?

Sancho here, strutting around in his bootleg brands like he's some big

cringe.

watch-a phony Rolex Submariner. I almost laughed. "You like Dr. Lane? And what's your qualification? Got the cash to back up those big

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out of water. I couldn't tell if he had no idea what to say or just couldn't think

the type to cry over a five-cent hike in iced tea, and you think you're gonna win over Dr. Lane? Do

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gathered around us broke into laughter

jabbed a

The guy's hand dropped instantly,

Hayden said, his tone leaving zero room for debate. With a firm grip on Sancho's shoulder, he guided

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lost the ability to speak. But I knew better-Hayden's grip probably hurt so much he couldn't get a word out if he tried. Through the