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The Dom That Got Away: The Lost Dom Series

Molly Harper has always been considered a wild child. Not that she was ever really crazy. But she could be called rash at times. This was a quality that has gotten her into a few scrapes. Thankfully, she has always had someone she could rely on to help her out. Even if he does grumble about her irresponsibility. But during her summer vacation from college, she has finally gotten the chance to get out from underneath the watchful eye of her unwarranted protector, Scott Monroe. In the romantic, beautiful city of Paris, no less. But when her rash, passionate decisions landed her right in Scott’s lap, she knew her life was changing forever. Scott was not looking to work with his father’s company any longer than he had to. Just long enough to show him that he was able to make what his father called “adult decisions”. His dream was to open a club in the heart of Denver and be his own boss, business owner. In order to do that, he needed his father's help and money. But when Molly is literally kneeling in front of him, looking up at him with those sexy, defiant eyes, he would forget his plans every time. Molly is determined to not let Scott ruin another fun and exciting adventure. Until she realizes that Scott is exactly the person she needs to show her this new lifestyle that she has found. Scott just wanted to keep her safe until he could find someone to take care of her. If there was someone that lived up to his standards, that is.

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Chapter 67: Breakfast

Molly's POV-

I left my room extra late the next morning, hoping that by the time I got down to the breakfast room, the only person I'd see was my mother. The last thing I wanted was for either Scott or Paul to comment on how awful I looked.

I had slept restlessly, even before I had gotten Scott's quick text about having to leave. I couldn't tell if I was angry, sad, or relieved that he had left so quickly after what had happened. Then again, I couldn't quite separate my emotions either way. All I knew was that I would have time to sort through everything before hearing from Scott again.

I walked toward the large dining room and almost stumbled when I heard more than my mother's voice echoing from the table.

"Don't be so grouchy, Paul," my mother chided her husband. "After tomorrow Molly will have her license, and we won't have to worry about her taking that horrible bus anymore!"