“Generally frowned upon,” I manage on a shuddered breath, “a big no-no.” “But not illegal?” “What?” My brain empties when all that cool air hits my bare backside. “No, not illegal—” “For the record, I’d sacrifice myself to a lifetime of bending over for soap if I got a little more time with you.” I’m not given any time to process that crazy statement before I’m flying—literally, flying—through the air and landing with a massive bounce on the mattress. The coils shriek in protest. “Jackson!” In that moment, I’m a naked acrobat who should have been fired on my first day on the job. My limbs
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