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Suddenly terrified, Ginger turned and lunged toward the desk, snatching the receiver of the phone But the burly redheadher flying backward until they landed on the settee in the corner, rocking the dainty furniture She let out a shrill cry for help, but he clae hand over her mouth to silence her Out of the corner of her eye, she saw the other man shove fistfuls of bills into his pockets Her hard-earned money

Ginger could barely breathe, ith the hand on herherher soul

“Your curvy little body feels good beneath me,” the redhead said, his breath laden with alcohol “You’reme hard”

Her eyes widened in terror

“Bet you’ve got a tight, wet pussy,” he murmured in her ear

Ginger’s alarm escalated At the same moment, the door of the boutique flew open She heard the whoosh it le of the bell above Unable to actually turn her head to see who’d barged in, she hoped like hell it wasn’t a friend of the twoher

The stranger said, “Well, this is a bad situation to find yourself in, darlin’”

His words ainst theher captive, uncertain as to whether or not the one who’d joined thehtmare she suddenly starred in

But the dark-haired robber was quick to say, “This is a private party, pal”

Ginger instantly perked

up They didn’t know this guy! He must have seen the tdies follow her into the shop and when they hadn’t come out, he’d decided to intervene

And by the hesitation in the thief’s voice, she suspected he thought the intruder was the “husband” Ginger had ht to make both men wary

The surge of nerve that had spurred her to stand up to Lydia on the street sparked the guts it took to jerk her knee between the redhead’s legs She nailed him squarely in the balls He instantly released her and fell off the settee

“What the fuck?” his friend roared But he didn’t have a chance to do more than that as the third er sat bolt upright and then leapt to her feet

She was about to run out of the shop, but was oddly rooted in place as the blond stranger, with the build of a professional wrestler, swiftly flipped the dark-haired man onto his sto it upward so his fingers grazed his shoulder blade The runt and his friend scraer stared at the broad back of her savior in astonishment