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33 pages, ebook
First published May 20, 2014


Mr. Brown was definitely looking at me. Holy shit. I’m not sure what happened next because my brain short-circuited like a fried electrical socket. Good to know in times of crisis I was completely useless.
I slid my palms up his stomach, relishing the curves of his muscles. “Love your hands,” he murmured, and I silently thanked my lifetime avoidance of manual labor.


