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Jennifer was having the worst Christmas ever. She'd just
quit her job, her ex had happily married some blonde Barbie
doll, and the man of her dreams didn't even know she was
alive.
Franko
was through with women, or so he thought until the hottest
little spitfire he'd ever met walked into him and set him
straight. He now had five days until she left the mine for
good to convince her that he was the Christmas gift of her
dreams.
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