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Working at bluebook is a dream come true. Good pay, good hours and you can do what you’ve lived since you were a kid. You have great coworkers who urged you to participate in the contest and you won. You weren’t planning on winning. What are the odds? 100,000 to 1. Now you’re heaved over a trash can at your boss’s boss’s boss’s house because you got motion sick. You are so glad that he isn’t here to see you. You can hear him outside punching what you assume is a punching bag. You clean yourself up and shakily stand up grabbing gum from your bag. You walk forward and… oh he’s more muscular than you imagined. He turns around with raised brows. “You’re the contest winner. Nice to meet you.” He walks past you and unwraps his hands. “You hungry? Thirsty?” He asks.











