Borrowing Bentley (Wishing Well #9)
Melanie Shawn

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Maisy Turner and I had been butting heads since we were five years old. That girl knew every one of my buttons and loved to push 'em. Folks like to say that we have a love/hate relationship, but I've never felt much of the love...from her side, anyway.
So when I got roped into working side by side with her, I was expecting sparks to fly--I just thought they'd be from us rubbing each other the wrong way, not the right one...
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When scandal broke in Wishing Well and I was called in to right the wrongs, I jumped at the chance to step up and finally be seen as an individual, and not just, "one of the Turner triplets." I was prepared to do whatever it took to advance my career and stand on my own two feet...even if it meant working side by side with the only person in town I couldn't stand.
Bentley Calhoun had been a thorn in my side since kindergarten. He was like a rash that wouldn't go away--an annoying itch that drove me crazy. Problem with itches was, it felt so good to scratch 'em.
๐๐๐๐ต๐ผ๐ฟ'๐ ๐ก๐ผ๐๐ฒ: ๐๐ฉ๐ช๐ด ๐ช๐ด ๐ข ๐ด๐ญ๐ฐ๐ธ ๐ฃ๐ถ๐ณ๐ฏ, ๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ฆ๐ฎ๐ช๐ฆ๐ด-๐ต๐ฐ-๐ญ๐ฐ๐ท๐ฆ๐ณ๐ด, ๐ฐ๐ฑ๐ฑ๐ฐ๐ด๐ช๐ต๐ฆ๐ด ๐ข๐ต๐ต๐ณ๐ข๐ค๐ต, ๐ธ๐ฐ๐ณ๐ฌ๐ฑ๐ญ๐ข๐ค๐ฆ ๐ณ๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ข๐ฏ๐ค๐ฆ ๐ด๐ฆ๐ณ๐ท๐ฆ๐ฅ ๐ธ๐ช๐ต๐ฉ ๐ข ๐ฃ๐ช๐จ ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ญ๐ฑ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ฐ๐ง ๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ญ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ง๐ข๐ฎ๐ช๐ญ๐บ ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ง๐ณ๐ช๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ฅ๐ด, ๐ข ๐ด๐ฎ๐ข๐ญ๐ญ-๐ต๐ฐ๐ธ๐ฏ ๐ด๐ค๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ๐ข๐ญ, ๐ธ๐ช๐ต๐ฉ ๐ข ๐ด๐ช๐ฅ๐ฆ ๐ฐ๐ง ๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ต ๐ด๐ฐ๐ถ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ฏ ๐ฏ๐ช๐จ๐ฉ๐ต๐ด.