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I crowd her back against the running washer with my body, so close to her now that I can plant my hands next to her head. But I'm not actually touching her. Until I slide one thigh between her legs. She gasps the second she feels it. The sound makes me grin. "See? That wasn't so hard."
1 Last Shot (The Fight Game, #4)
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