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Chapter One

Just outside Washington, DC

Get over here so I can shove your pants down around your ankles and bury s

Beatrice Paxton stared du those words to her He did not just say that No way

But if he did…

Well It was a good thing her pants had a lot of spandex in them

She shook her head, dragging herself out of the unfortunate sexual tailspin just as the ed in her direction Instantly, paint pellets caht neon yellow and all ai and ducking with iility

He was like the paintball version of Braveheart

She wouldn’t lie It was pretty hot

Keep it professional, girl, she warned herself

But she couldn’t take her eyes off him After all, she was only human And as a female huht be—probably was—in the bedroom If he could move that ith all those clothes on, then surely—

Pop, pop, pop

She heard the guns of the other tea like crazy and realized she needed to pull her head out of her ass and give the poor man some cover But the second she eased around the wooden structure, so whooshed past her face—had to have been only a few inches froht in the eye—and she immediately scrambled back behind the wall

“I was telling you to cover me while I circled around to that tree over there,” he said with a grunt as he fell down next to her

Afterher scorched panties with cold water, she was able to find her voice “Sorry Reading lips is harder than it looks” Understatement

The ainst her hip was Zane Price, COO of Envision Tech Industries Wealthy bachelor Badass businessman Chris Hemsworth look-alike—no joke Butone at that Like, early retire

“Bloody hell, I was pointing right at the tree”