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Nope Not Holly

Screw Of course

I’ Open up

Jazz stared at the screen No one confused her more than Screw Theat ti but raunchy suggestions the next Now, she didn’tthem around to anyone and everyone in a ten-mile radius

Come on, Jazzy

With Gumby still asleep in the next room, this seemed like a terrible idea

I have coffee

Or maybe it was a wonderful idea

With a groan, Jazz forced her tired body off the bed and shuffled down the hallway to her front door It was seven am on her day off, and she’d yet to have a hit of caffeine Those were the only two excuses she had for opening the door without even thinking of putting on a bra or running a brush through her wild hair

The round She may not have been blessed in the boob departht of the sexyon her doorstep holding out coffee The new beard uish than usual

“Fuck oddammed adorable,” Screw said with a chuckle

Her face heated

“Co the heat out” She stepped back, allowing him entry Screw strutted in her house, because he couldn’t walk like a norray wooden entry table

After shutting the door, Jazz took a breath and turned to face him, not at all ready for the questions he’d ht away, he cocked his head, grinned and strutted once again, this tih on instinct, she crossed her arms over her chest to hide her nipple’s response to the clean, cold, wintery scent of Screw