I’ve only ever looked at Marissa and seen an elegant, statuesque, gorgeous woman. But this morning, I find myself wishing she was a cute, rumpled, fiery brunette instead.
Shit! That’s not good!

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Good Lord, he even has sexy forearms!

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Well, at least it was the brother and not the one you practically molested.”
I slap Shawna’s arm. “I did not practically molest him!”
“No, but you wanted to.”
“I most certainly—”
“Don’t even lie to me, you wench! I know you too well. He had that whole bad boy thing going on. I’m surprised you didn’t wrap your legs and your lips and everything else around him right then and there.

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His face is transformed from gorgeous into just plain breathtaking.

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Yep, I’m making a fool of myself. Again. Right in front of Nash.
Is there no end to my embarrassment with this guy?

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I’m face to face with Nash. His dark-chocolate eyes are full of concern and he smells lightly of expensive cologne, something musky. Dark. Sexy.

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I could always make you.”
The way he says it sounds dark and dirty and infinitely pleasurable. All I can think of is what I’d like for him to make me do.
There’s an unsavory term for that—a guy forcing a girl to do sexual things. But what is it they say? You can’t rape the willing. And I’d be willing. Oh, how I’d be willing.

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If I ever become a thief, Nash will be the first thing I steal.

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That won’t be a problem.”
“What? You being adorably sexy? No, I can see that.

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She grins at me. It’s a cute, sexy little grin that makes me want to kiss her. -Nash

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