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Ruger

He wouldn’t hurt h the fkin’ pathetic lock you have on this shithole,” he continued, shifting his hips overhow little control I held “Your ’s open and so is thein the hallway I just stepped out on the fire escape and walked right over, whichthat sick fk who messed with our boy earlier That bastard still in the building? I want him, Sophie Nod your head if you’ll stay quiet, and I’ll let you talk Don’t scare Noah”

I noddedof er

How dare he judge me?

“You scream, you’ll pay”

I jerked my head He pulled his hand away and I took several deep breaths, blinking rapidly, trying to decide if lunging at hier was heavy and he covereddown across mine, my arms trapped deep in the couch I couldn’t re , because so ot knocked up the last tiret my son, but that didn’t ain After I finally got shot of Zach, I’d only gone out with very safe, very boring men I’d had three lovers total in h three were nice and tame I didn’t need a coht his faun oil and a hint of ly predictable response down below

Even angry, I wanted Ruger

In fact, I usually wanted hiry This was unfortunate, because he had a gift for pissing me off Life would be so much simpler if I could just hate him The man was truly an assle

He just happened to be an assle who loved the hell out of my kid

So now he lay on top of , but I also felt e and hard and right there and I didn’t kno to handle that Ruger always kept his distance from me I expected him to let me up now that he’d made his point in the least constructive way possible, but that didn’t happen Instead he shifted again, leaning up on his elbows on either side ofto rest between mine Way too intimate I tried to close my knees, but he narrowed his eyes and slid his hips into the cradle of… And unfair, too, because clenching his didn’t exactlyhim to be far away fro whether I could reach down between us and open his fly

The ood way to wake up dead

“Hold still,” he whispered, voice strained “The fact thatyour life Trustyou, Sophie Thinking about fkin’ you helps balance that out”