“Drake started at his assistant manager’s exclamation. He turned toward the door to see what had him all riled up. Drake spotted the hottie dressed in head to toe leather that had caused the outburst and the blood drained from his head to his dick. The air shifted around him, sucking the oxygen from his lungs. Holy hell was right. He wanted to call her beautiful, but one little word didn't seem like enough. Her perfection blinded him. From the honey blonde hair that curled around her head before... falling down her back just shy of her ass, to her ivory face, to the dusky rose flush on her cheekbones setting off her wide jade green eyes. And God, that mouth. Lush lips cloaked in a glossy red color. The wicked things he imagined those lips could do. “That's the one I told you about, Drake. The one who was here the other night, tormenting all of your customers.” John spoke in a low voice so no one would overhear. Drake lifted his head in acknowledgement, but no words came to him.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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