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You know those people who Lady Luck always seems to be kissing on the cheek? The ones who get a promotion just for showing up to work? Who win that awesome raffle prize? The person who finds a hundred-dollar bill on the ground? Yeah, that's not me. And it's probably not most of us. Lady Luck is a selective bitch.
But today? Lady Luck has finally turned her gaze upon me. And I want to bow down in gratitude. Because today, I've been upgraded to first class for my flight to London. It's due to overbooking, and who knows why they picked me, but they did. First class, baby. I'm so giddy, I'm practically dancing in my seat.
Everything is perfect. That is, until HE sits down next to me: Gabriel Scott, a legend in his own right. Handsome as sin, cold as ice, the manager of the biggest rock band in the world, and a total pain in my ass. Nothing and no one gets to him. Ever. We'll just see about that.
