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All evening, he’d tried to fool hiht-up for her safety For all she knew, Chloe was luring a crazed axher to ensure she didn’t end up in pieces in a killer’s trunk

And yes, the irony wasn’t lost on him He’d killed more men than anyone he knew

The convincing worked, too To his mind, he was there to keep her safe Not at all because the thought of another er twitch

So where the fuck was she?

Just as Rocket was about to call the motel and verify she did indeed have a reservation for the evening, her little navy Honda rounded the corner and veered into the parking lot

Interesting

Once again, she wore that curve-hugging purple dress that had driven hiaze away as she exited her car and swung those sexy hips toward the entrance Even though her appearance suggested the night was a typical weekend one, so was different, off with the way she carried herself Gone was the confident woety, nervous Nelly The real Chloe The wo water for months Made sense her liht?

Had so touch her?

Inhaling through his nose, Rocket fought to staer Whatever it was that set her back tonight, he needed to know Needed to discover what put her off her game

And needed to vanquish her demon

There was a way to get it done A way to work the infor he’d done in years So reckless, Copper would probably rip his patch off and eat it for lunch if he found out

A man on his way out of the bar held the door for Chloe Nore in soaze and slunk in the building

For long moments, Rocket just stared at the door after it closed behind her Right now, she was scanning the roo for a man to dominate

A man to fuck

And she wasn’t in top fighting form, which meant she was hts, replaced by the vision of Chloe riding soh his chest No fucking as her hot pussy taking in a strange cock tonight

Decision made, Rocket fired up his truck