The door to the house opened with a slow creak, and the third woman came in. I looked up to smile at her—and it was Alexis. I blinked at her in surprise, and she pressed a quick finger to her lips. She looked almost panicked. I didn’t really have time to process this, because Hunter saw her and lost his ever-loving shit. He dove at her. The counter jerked sideways with the sudden yank of his leash, and my laptop fell to the floor with a clatter. Then he dragged the hundred-pound counter across the wooden floor of the foyer like some deranged sled dog and pummeled her. He was going so wild in
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