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“Great” Chloe reached out and put a hand on Mr So”

“Sure, anything”

Yeah, Rocket just bet that guy would agree to anything He was about to get between those very sexy thighs

“My room, my show,” she said Gone was the come-hither tone, replaced by an undercurrent of steel “Before we go you need to agree to fuck otiable If you can do that, we’ll head out now If not, I’ll keep looking for the man I need”

“No, yeah, that’s good I’”

“Okay then” Chloe’s voice brightened “Let’s go”

Rocket’s gaze fell to that absolutely bitable ass as Chloe led him to the exit He rolled his shoulders as he processed the new information

Chloe was fucking thetheaze away frout was concern for her safety, not envy of the man as about to spend one hour between the sheets with the only wootten hard for in months

If his brothers could see him now

They’d be in hog heaven watching him act like such a fool Meanwhile their ol’ ladies would probably castrate hi after a traumatized woman

Or was she traumatized? Maybe she’d moved past the assault Maybe this was how she’d lived her life before Rocketskills were stellar and the trauma she’d endured was all behind her

He rejected the idea as quick as it caht

As soon as they were out the door, he would follow While he waited for thes of thirsty patrons, Rocket switched his phone back on Earlier that etting his hackles up Three words, that’s all it had taken to have hi back to haunt him

I need you

Fuck no, he wasn’t needed

He was out Done with his for papers to prove it Didn’t stop his old e him out every so often Not once had he been remotely tempted to return to that way of life With each rejection, the requests grew a little more hostile One of these days, his reprieve would run out and they’d send so him in For now, he’d continue to avoid them with radio silence Hence the turned off phone