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“You decided to jump on me?”
It was spontaneous, I’ll admit. But I couldn’t risk him doing something like running in the other direction, thinking I’m a crazy stalker fan.
Oh, I know all of his stats and am thrilled he’s here, but not like that.
I don’t want to tie him up in my basement and turn him into my sex slave.
Well, the teeny tiny part of my primitive brain may want the sex slave thing a little bit. But that’s just because the man is gorgeous. He just exudes that something that makes women want to get closer to him. It’s nature. Instinct. Survival of the species. Our species should definitely want more Alex Olsens in it. It’s not my fault.
And yeah, it’s been a while—a long while—since I did anything with anyone that was even remotely sex slavish…
No. That’s not why I need Alex Olsen to get his fine ass in my truck and let me drive him to my tiny hometown.
He’s here to save my town and get Harley re-elected as mayor.
And I don’t need everyone scaring him off before he’s even out of the airport.
I smile. “We’re in an airport. People are jumping into each other’s arms everywhere. It helped us blend in.”
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