Amelia Hamilton

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I tried the door handle, but it was locked. “What the?” Aleksandr brushed his chest against my back as he stood behind me. I shivered at his closeness. He reached around me and knocked on the door twice. It opened, a burly looking man with dark hair standing in the hallway. I glanced over my shoulder, arching an eyebrow. Aleksandr simply shrugged. “Can never be too careful around someone like you.” “Someone like me?” “Devious. Sneaky. Vicious.” I placed a hand on my heart. “Aw, that’s probably the sweetest thing anyone has ever said to me before. You big softy.”
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