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“I need a favor…”
Famous last words. When Spencer was asked to check on a friend of a friend, he thought it was no big deal. Simple. A good excuse to take a nice long drive and burn up some of the free time he’d been forcibly handed. But when he walked into Talia’s apartment and looked into her devastated eyes… simple went right out the window. Despite two years of staunchly avoiding women, he was overwhelmed by the compulsion to help her — know her, avenge her, protect her. Possess her. All Talia wanted was to hide away and ignore the unwelcome, looming presence of a past she’d thought she left behind. She wanted to wallow, to drink, to slip into oblivion. But a knock at her door changed all that. She found herself wanting to let Spencer in — into her apartment, inside her head. Into her heart. And how selfish did that make her? She knew from the start that she couldn’t be what he needed, couldn’t give him the life he deserved, but she couldn’t help herself. She fell. So did he. And now her past may cost them their future. |
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"What? Are you dizzy? Seeing spots? What hurts?"
I met his eye stoically. "My ass."
That shut him up. He closed his mouth so fast I heard his teeth click together.
I couldn't resist, I had to mess with him. I dramatically rubbed the right cheek and said, "I'm pretty sure I bruised it when I fell but I have no idea how to tell if I fractured anything. Will you check?"
His eyes snapped to my face, brows so high they nearly touched his hairline. Underneath the surprise, I could have sworn I saw a flash of desire.
Probably wishful thinking.
Wishful and dangerous.
"You want me to check to see if you broke your ass?" His eyes were filled with equal parts concern and suspicion. "How would I possibly be able to tell that?"
Without missing a beat I announced, "There'd probably be a big crack in it or something."
He blew out a big breath, looking relieved. I tried not to be offended by that. "Very funny, chuckles. Glad you're enjoying yourself, but it's still possible that you could have a concussion." He raised a finger in stern warning, a smile fighting to lift the corners of his mouth. "I'll leave so you can get your robe on and stuff but I'll be right outside. Okay?"
"Actually, can you get my phone from the living room? I need to call Ali before she sends the cavalry."
He smirked as he backed away. "She already did, sweetheart."
I reached for my robe and shook my head. Guess he had a point.
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