“I hope Keller sends you to a remote jungle and you get a non-consensual hug from an anaconda.” “Ahh, don’t be like that, sparky.” He leaned down, getting way too close to Alona’s ear, and grinned. “If you want me to pin you down to the mat again, just say when.” Enemies to lovers, I thought to myself. Nice. When the man vacated his spot in the door, I tipped my head in his general direction. “What’s his story?” “Cole Crowder. Former Navy SEAL with a superiority complex. He’s a know-it-all who loves camping out on my last nerve, and is a general pain in my ass.” I filed that information away
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