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Run the Risk Lori Foster 15160K 2023-09-01

He shut his doors and, after swiping off his face, crossed the floor to get the kitchen , too

Because she stood there in a lustful daze, he prompted her "What about your s? They open?"

How had she forgotten that? "Damn it," she said, and bolted back to her own apartan to follow her, but she didn’t take the ti she oould be soaked in under a ot the balcony doors closed while he shut the kitchenfor her She darted into the bathrooan…went into her bedroom

No, no, no

Face soaked, shirt and shoes wet, she waited, but he didn’t coet the best of her, she nonetheless stepped into the bedroo her tread to his body, his chest hair darker with the rain, his niles tight from the chill

Her mouth went dry

"Sorry" He ran a hand over his face and pushed back his hair "It was coood Your floor’s wet, and so is the botto with explicit is she wanted to do to him

A sudden shift in the air, in his mood, sent a thread of excited alarm up her spine

He took a step toward her "What about you, Sue?"

Not knohat he asked, she shook her head in confusion

"It’s too da closer In a husky, suggestive tone, he said, "I’ you’re wet, too"

So erous

She couldn’t think when she looked at him, so she turned her back and tried to order herself to caution

"Thank you for the help" It was an obvious hint for hie of hi there, at the foot of her unmade bed Tall, bare-chested, sexy as sin…

His hands settled on her shoulders; his scent settled around her

And before he said a single word, she knew she was a goner

LOGAN IGNORED the not-so-subtle suggestion for hione all thin and high She was nervous, he got that

Why, he didn’t yet know

But he had her in a bedroo, he are of her as a woet hold of her brother Not of how she could assist hioal to obtain justice