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After everything else going on inup at a man that looks like he could kill me with his pinkie

Or break my heart with his eyes

“What are you doing running around out here in the rain, anyway?” he asks, reaching down to slide his hand under o

I let it go becauseughI kind of want his hands on me

“That’s on a need-to-know basis,” I snip, the pressure froht could be a saving-grace job bringing out more bitchiness than is my usual “And you don’t need to know”

“Okay, then” His voice is as deep as the thunder ru make me startle and yelp “I don’t need to know, but I do knoe both need to get off this street Letrods—or we both get run over You okay to stand?”

He runs his hand down one leg, then the other,my heart pound It’s not sexual—his touch feels protective—but it’s having a crazy effect on me nonetheless

The headlights from his SUV show a face that looks like it’s seen its share of fights, but the ruggedness gives hie that is wildly sexy He’s older, like a lot older, but that, too, is only adding to whatever voodoo he see fro forehead and running down over lips that were

Even crouched down next to me, he’s enormous Like, otherworldly enormous And I wonder if he has to have all his clothes custom made

I squeezeitme feel weird

“Yes, I can stand,” I answer, shiftingthe wet fabric of ar porno playing with him as the lead in my head “They don’t hurt, just scratches”

That’s a lie becausethe pave through the dress and sticking it to le and harden, and I’ rain or so else

There’s soerous and safe at the sas in a boardrooy around him feels more like The Godfather

He helps er door and liftsaround the front of the SUV and hopping in the driver’s side while I fight back more tears

When I showed up for work yesterdayeveryone who’s anyone theircoffee, as usual, I did the best I could to hide ht before at the dining roorew up, two hours away in Greenbriar, going over the mountainous stack of medical bills and other past-due expenses forhome care