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Chapter 1

Evan

"I'm not a coward I am not a coward" A soft, suard

I turn toward it and grab a quick glimpse of what looks like the world's most perfect ass in a pair of black lace panties They vanish the second the woain, the red uled from the brutal wind

"You don't strike lass of bourbon in a h to venture out in January in a New York City blizzard, dressed like it's the middle of July, deserves aan ass that can halt a snowstorm in its path

Thatis sure as hell spot-on

The deluge of snow that has blanketed the city for the past five hours has stopped abruptly That wasn't the case up until a , alone, outside this hotel conte what my next move will be

Big picture stuff, not which-of-ht stuff

"Thanks, stranger" She smooths her hands over the short skirt of her frilly navy blue dress as she takes in the length of h"

Wheat blonde hair, warlossy full pink lips, and an attitude

Forget the big picture My next move needs to involve this woman

My eyes don't leave her angelic face even though I want to trail h Introduce yourself, and while you're at it, I'd love to inary friend too"

I can't resist the urge to look when her nipples pebble into hard points beneath the airy fabric of her dress As much as I want that reaction to be from the rich baritone of my voice, I suspect it's from the burst of wind that just picked up her skirt There's a brief flash of sheer lace covering smooth skin before she yanks the hem of the skirt back in place

My evening just got a whole hell-of-a-lot better

"My iinary friend?" She tucks a piece of her ept hair behind her ear My fist clenches in envy I want those waves balled in htly that the only noise she makes is one that tells me she wants my cock deeper

I crack a s someone that you're not a coward Since we're the only two out here and there's no phone in your hand, I take it that your iinary friend is the asshole who thinks you're a coward I'll argue your case if you point me in his direction, or is it her direction?"

"Are you a lawyer?"