What are you doing in my apartment, a handsome guy like you? Who are you, exactly? Who am I, and why does my skull hurt, anyway?
Bishop, Bo
I hope that taking Chloe, a curvy beauty, on a date to a hockey game leads to supper and perhaps much more.
A unexpected accident, however, sends her to the hospital. She needs my assistance when she wakes up. She just has no recollection of our date or any idea of how I feel about her.
I won't leave till I have won her over with one by one of my sensitive, passionate nights.
Cathy Lane
I had the craziest dream last night about my workplace secret crush.
Bo Bishop, a hot hockey player, was in my place stirring a pot of mouthwatering-smelling chicken soup while wearing only a pair of grey sweatpants.
However, it was just a dream.
Was it not?
He was a hot guy, and a hot mess like myself would never win him over.
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