Chapter 1

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I'm a dramatic person, I'll admit, but I can promise you that I am being completely reasonable when I say that I hope Darcy Freaking Grayson gets hit by a bus. Or that he moves back to the UK. Anything, really, as long as he stays away from me.

Why, you may ask? Is he...

Grumpy? Yep.
Cold? Yep.
Try-hard tortured? Yep.
Hiding a seriously messed-up past? Yep.
Haunted by daddy-issues? A whole freaking truck-load of them.

He's basically a walking, talking lump of miserable coal whom I extremely dislike being around.

...Then why can't I stop kissing him?