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How the hell was I going to make it through this week? Carla had said it herself, neither one of us wanted anything serious, and that worked for me. Usually. But this time I wasn’t sure I could keep this casual. I’d have to make sure I never showed just how much she meant to me. I’d keep it about s*x. I’d harden my heart. And then, somehow, I’d walk away from her at the end of our time on the show. I had to. Eighteen Carla Our quick round of shower s*x was totally worth being a few minutes late for, even with Chuck Bannon giving us an annoyed huff. I didn’t mind. We were still the first team to leave that morning and my spirits were higher than ever. I had everything I wanted within my reach. Ryan. The grand prize. A new life. I took the first shift driving and we quickly worked out

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