Stephanie Sutherland

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The black suit hugs his tall, broad body in all the right places. My throat is dry while I take him in. I forget all about blowing his mind because mine is officially blown. “Goddamn,” I mutter finally. He smirks, invading my space. His spicy cologne wraps around me, and I swallow hard. “My thoughts exactly.” He lets his gaze rake over me from head to toe, and when I see the spark of desire in his eyes, some of my confidence returns.
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