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s Adrenaline still coursing inthe unconscious fucker sprawled on the ground, and walk toward Jocelyn

“Are you okay?” I ask her, looking into her eyes Her lips are dry, and there’s an expression of pure terror in her face, as if only now her close call started to sink in “Did he hurt you?”

“I’ violent sob takes over her I reach for her, taking her in my arms as she starts to cry I place one hand under the nape of her neck, gently caressing her

“Hey, hey… It’s alright I’ht, her head resting onher close and waiting for her to calm down

Her tits are pressed against my chest, and I have to take a deep breath to focus on what’s happening It’s not that easy, though—her warm skin, her breasts, the way she has her are froain, and I have to take a deep breath

Fuck, I just want to lean in and kiss her I feel war hard And, fuck, I’ht now, there’s no fucking way I’ll be able to hide it from her

Breathing deeply, so se medal for this: Zen Master of the Year

“Let’s go,” I tell her “I’ll take you ho her up to her feet; with one arm over her shoulders, we head out from the bushes and into the trail I al on his own blood; he sure as fuck deserves it, but saner thoughts prevail Grabbing my cell phone, I call 911 and inform them of what just happened The dispatcher asksfor the police, but there’s no fucking way I’ around this place with Jocelyn I’et our fucking statement there, as far as I’m concerned

“Thank you, Lance…” she whispers, grabbing ratitude there; I silad I was around, because if I wasn’t… Fuck, I don’t even want to think about what could have fucking happened

“Let’s just get you ho a cab the moment we leave Central Park What a fucked up way to start the day

Already sitting inside the cab, Jocelyn leaning against my shoulder, I breathe in deeply and try to settleattacked, I just fucking lost it I never felt anything like it; I lost all fucking control… I could have killed that fucking bastard And all because I can’t stop thinking about Jocelyn

Fuck, I’ insane

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“What the fuck were you thinking?” Michael shouts, sla out by yourself… Don’t you have anything inside that head of yours?”