It was hardly surprising, given the way she’d gotten her going that day, roaring up on the motorbike and caressing it like a lover, before jutting that cute ass in her direction. The courier had thrown plentiful fuel on Abigail’s fantasy fire and now her dreams were reflecting her inflamed state. She woke suddenly, bathed in sweat and with an ache and wetness between her legs that wouldn’t allow her to forget what she’d been dreaming about. “For fuck’s sake,” she murmured, rolling onto her back and flopping onto the pillows with more force than was necessary. “She won’t even leave me alone when I’m asleep!” She aimed her irritation at Mackenzie, even though she knew it was unfounded. It was easier than admitting to herself that she was harbouring a growing obsession — it had gone way beyond attraction by now — for someone she didn’t know. They hadn’t even met, really, beyond Abigail accepting a parcel and the usual pleasantries that went with such a menial task.
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