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I must have 'fresh meat' written on my forehead or something. Why else are these punks to trying to get in my pants. I'm not sexy, bad ass, or all that smart. I'm just Lucy Spencer Smith, plain and simple. Thank God I have a bodyguard to protect me...NOT!
Romance - Fiction Rated: T - English - Romance/Humor - Chapters: 4 - Words: 16,533 - Reviews: 57 - Updated: 9-21-08 - Published: 1-2-08