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His expression was strained. “I’m trying like hell to be the good guy here. I need you to go inside and lock the door behind you to keep out of trouble.””I thought Wildstone was safe.””It is. The trouble isn’t going to come from the unknown. It’s going to come from me. Go, Quinn. Now. And lock your door.”She stared up at him, mesmerized by the thought of him being trouble, images going through her head of him proving it to her, all of them involving little to no clothing and a bed.
