Chapter One Peter Balls deep inside of a random chick-that's where I was supposed to be, not microwaving pizza bites and hanging mistletoe around my dad's office. "I appreciate your help, Peter." My dad gripped my shoulder and gave it a gentle squeeze. "I know you had plans in Vegas." "It's okay." I'd rather be gripping a ponytail and grunting, but Dad needed me. He sighed. His
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