Prelude To A Fantasy: Prequel To Harmless Book 8 - Plot & Excerpts
Anger boiled in his gut and his hands itch to hit something. Zeke couldn’t remember the last time he lost his temper, but he was dangerously close tonight. Conner wouldn’t have been happy if he had to bail Zeke out of jail because he beat the shit out of some Dom with an Aussie accent. Zeke was known for his cool head, but Maura knew just what fucking buttons to push. Hell, it was like she sewed them. “Zeke, wait,” she said struggling against his hold. He ignored her plea. The best thing he could do was get as far as he could away from the BDSM club. The moment she had walked out into the common area of their shared suite, he had been ready to kill. Damn her for wearing a dress that clung to every small curve of her body and damn him for spending the last three hours looking at those long legs. He had studied her so closely he was pretty damned sure she wasn’t wearing panties. His cock twitched. Shit. He was lucky to have any kind of ability to walk a straight line at the moment.
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