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Society Girls: Harlow
Society Girls: Harlow
Society Girls: Harlow
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Society Girls: Harlow

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The dancer who’s not ashamed of her past, falls for the artist who wants her future.

Harlow danced her way through college, trading the pole for the Society when she graduated. She expected her life to be in danger when she vowed to protect her cousin, but she didn’t know the shy artist who used to watch her dance would be threatened as well. When they’re forced to go into hiding together, more than just sparks fly between them as their friendship grows.
Bodhi secretly painted Harlow, and turned her into the heroine of the most popular video game in the world, never thinking he’d have a chance with her in real life. He’s always loved her, but his fears, and his family’s demands, may be too much for them both to overcome.

Can they learn trust each other, or will the song end before the first dance?

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Release dateDec 8, 2016
ISBN9781370082490
Society Girls: Harlow
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Crystal Perkins

Crystal Perkins has always been a big reader, but she never thought she would write her own book, until she sat down and did it. She lives in Las Vegas, where you can find her running author events when she isn’t reading, buying too many Sherlock t-shirts online or watching the Vegas Gokden Knights. A mac and cheese connoisseur, she travels the country looking for the perfect version, while attending book conventions and signings as a cover for her research. She writes Romantic Suspense, New Adult, Romantic Comedy, Young Adult, Paranormal Romance, and even a little Horror!

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    Prologue

    Harlow

    I walk into the Corrigan & Co building and smile at the receptionists and security guards, before heading for the elevators. After using the retina scan, I walk inside and ascend towards the Foundation. Some days I can’t believe I really work here, as part of a secret organization that hides in plain sight. Me, Harlow Green, college graduate, and former stripper.

    Yep, I stripped my way through college, and when I couldn’t find a job right away, I kept taking my clothes off for money. I didn’t see a way out, until I was asked to join this group I’d helped once or twice.

    Now, I feel like I’m in a dream. I have new friends—although I still see my old ones—and so much more. An apartment that’s safe, a job that pays even more than stripping, and a purpose in life. I’m going to help so many people, and that makes me feel so much better about the choice I was forced to make five years ago.

    I shake myself, because I am not going to dwell on sad things, when it’s a new day here. I walk into the Foundation lobby, stopping at Alex Corrigan’s desk. You texted me about a package, Alex?

    Yep, here you go.

    She hands me a small box. There’s no return address, but I know they x-ray all packages, so I’m safe. When I open it, I re-think that. I’m not safe. Not at all.

    Harlow, are you okay?

    No. I need to see Reina.

    I don’t want to touch the baby rattle inside the box, or the note taped to the top. There’s probably no evidence, but just in case, I lay them down on the counter. I can still see the words from here, and I fight to stay upright.

    What is it? Reina asks, and I point to the box. She reads the words out loud. I found you, and now you need to tell me where to find HIM! You can’t hide anymore, bitch! I’m coming for you!

    You have to help me, Rei.

    I will. We will. An enemy of one of us, is an enemy to all, but you need to tell us everything.

    I know.

    I’d always hoped this day would never come, but it has, and now I need to be strong enough to tell my secrets. I’m pretty sure Reina knows some of them, but there are things even computers can’t find. If they could, I’d already be dead.

    Bodhi

    Hey man, you here? I ask my friend Owen Griffin over the phone as I walk through my loft to the front door.

    Before he answers, I hear a knock on the door. I open it just as he speaks. I just parked, be there in a minute.

    The blow comes before I even register there’s someone else standing in front of me. I fly back, and crash into my coffee table, dropping my phone in the process. Where is she? Where’s that bitch?

    Who? I ask, trying to figure out why some random guy is shaking me. And punching me. He looks more biker than gamer, so I don’t know why he’s here.

    You paint her, and put her in those games, so you have to know who she is.

    Oh. He wants her. I know where I saw her last, but that was over a year ago. I don’t know where she is now. I wish I knew, because I miss her, but I don’t.

    I don’t know. I haven’t seen her in a long time.

    How long?

    Step away from him, and put your hands in the air, a voice comes from behind him.

    I was hoping Owen was still listening, and would bring help. The guy above me smiles, before leaping over me, and throwing himself out of my tenth story window. Owen and the security guard from downstairs run to the window. I get slowly to my feet, and walk over to see the carnage. I don’t want to look, but I need to. This was weird, and I want to know it’s over.

    Only it’s not. The guy isn’t splattered on the ground. He’s floating to the ground on some kind of hoverboard. Obviously not the kind that have been blowing up, but something much more high-tech. He reaches the ground, looks up at us, and pulls an imaginary trigger at me with his fingers, and jumps on a motorcycle.

    What the hell was that? Owen asks me.

    He’s looking for the girl in my art.

    What girl?

    Of course Owen wouldn’t know. She’s not on my webpage, because I don’t sell the paintings. I made her into the heroine when I was hired to draw the characters for a popular video game, but I don’t think he’s playing fantasy games. Not with two kids, and a hot wife. I motion for him to follow me up the stairs as the security guy calls the police.

    He stops short inside my studio. Holy shit! That’s Harlow!

    You know her? I ask, surprised he’d be going to strip clubs. Married men do it sometimes, but I didn’t think Owen would.

    She works for the Corrigan & Co. Foundation.

    She does?

    I’m guessing you know her from her former profession.

    Um, yeah. I haven’t seen her in about a year, but I thought she just moved.

    Moved clubs?

    He knows the answer already; I can see it in his eyes. I checked the other clubs.

    Just how obsessed are you with her?

    I wouldn’t say I’m ‘obsessed’, I tell him, rubbing the back of my neck with one hand. I just…she inspires me. Even though I haven’t seen her for so long, she’s still in my mind.

    You’re in love with her.

    I wouldn’t go that far, and it wouldn’t matter, anyway.

    Chicks dig nerds, you know. I’ve seen it with my brother.

    Your brother has tattoos, and looks like he stepped off the cover of a magazine.

    Please don’t ever say anything like that to him. He doesn’t need the ego boost.

    I shrug, and push my glasses back up my nose. It’s true. Girls like hot computer nerds, not a socially awkward fantasy artist. At least not the women I’ve met.

    Oh, I think you’d be surprised. But I digress. I need to make a call, and then we’ll have some help to figure out what to do about this guy.

    Harlow

    We’ve just gotten settled in Reina’s office when her cell phone rings. She looks down at it with a frown, and tells me she needs to take the call. Owen? What’s wrong? She listens for a minute, and when she looks back to me, her eyes are wide. We’ll be there shortly. Tell them we’re landing on the roof.

    Should I wait here for you? I ask, when she hangs up the phone. I want to complain that I need her, but if she’s leaving, Owen must need her more.

    No. You’re going with me. That was Owen Griffin. He’s got some information for us.

    Oh. Okay, I say, still not understanding. I know Owen, of course, but I don’t know why he’d have information relating to me.

    She makes a call, and looks back to me. You still need to tell us all what’s going on, but I think we’ll have everyone meet us at the apartments.

    I follow her into the elevator, and up to the roof. I know there are always pilots at the ready in case someone needs a jet, and I guess they’re ready for the helicopters, too. I haven’t been on a helicopter before, but it’s got to be safe, right? I keep telling myself that as I strap myself in, and we take off over the city.

    We land on the roof of one of the fancy loft buildings that have been popping up around town. There’s a helipad, because of course there is. Since I live in a building with a helipad, I should be less snarky, but I’m still not used to being around so much obvious wealth. At least I can control my mouth, if not my

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