He's arrogant. Loud. Rude. And to make matters worse, he looks good doing it-too good. Joey DeLuca should have been nothing but a maddening memory, a blip on my radar during my three month sabbatical in my small hometown while I get back on my feet. My time back home was supposed to be simple. Easy. Fast. But he's everywhere I go, invading my thoughts, and stealing my attention. Is it possible to hate the same person I can't get enough of? Is there really an exception to every rule?
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He's arrogant. Loud. Rude. And to make matters worse, he looks good doing it-too good. Joey DeLuca should have been nothing but a maddening memory, a blip on my radar during my three month sabbatical in my small hometown while I get back on my feet. My time back home was supposed to be simple. Easy. Fast. But he's everywhere I go, invading my thoughts, and stealing my attention. Is it possible to hate the same person I can't get enough of? Is there really an exception to every rule?