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No one in their rightat his front door took him by surprise

Maybe it was Sherona Legion? But he’d warned the only viable candidate for visitation for odforsaken hilltop Who knehat he’d do to her, the state he’d put himself in? Of course, Sherona’d taken Rill at his word for a year and a half, so he couldn’t ie in on his drunken, morose solitude now

He was so caught off guard by the pheno that he briefly reverted to his old self—his civilized self—hastening to answer the door

He was a bigin the entryway, he crashed to the wood floor with the impact of an ax-felled oak

He rolled over and sat up, curses blistering his tongue, the savage Rill Pierce once again fully in evidence

“My, hty have fallen,” she said from above him

He glanced up inin half, his blurry-eyed gaze encountering long legs and curving hips Nope, this was definitely not Sherona Legion His eyes lingered in a lap he’d like to spend the next twenty-four hours in without pause

He grinned

There was good reason he’d warned away Sherona Legion In his drunken state, his usual tight controls on his baser nature had evaporated It was precisely why he’d o not to drink to excess around women

No real woman existed like the one in front of him in Vulture’s Canyon, Illinois Rill was left with the intoxicated conclusion that a sex angel had been dropped on his doorstep, and God had packaged her in a tight tank top and even tighter jeans If there was a deity looking out for hi he was sin personified—then said o ht curve

He unglued his eyes frorinned like the town idiot when he saw a glorious spill of brown and gold-streaked hair and thrusting breasts pressed snugly against white cotton

“Well, well, wellwhat have we here,” he mumbled thickly He reached and ran his hands over the back of the wohtly encased buttocks