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I didn't know Josh. We'd barely spoken since I'd opened my eyes. He didn't know me either. I didn't even know me. Still, the faint sound of his breathing in the next room reminded me I wasn't alone, that my protector was nearby. I guess when you desperately need a hero, you'll attach that title to anyone who'll wear it. He hadn't turned me away or betrayed me when I begged him not to call the sheriff even though I couldn't give him a reason why. In my desperate state, that made him my champion. Even so, I was panicked and fighting to remain still while every part of me wanted to run.It's okay. You're okay. He's right in the next room. He'll hear you if you scream. He won't let anyone hurt you.I repeated those words in my head over and over, but while they kept me from bolting out the door, they did nothing to bring me peace.Allison LaFleur and Beneva Clark bring you explosive sex, small town intrigue, and romantic suspense in RUN, Whisper Cove Book 1. Read it today!
Is this a mistake? Will working for Mason anger my father?Studying him across the table, Mason could have modeled for Calvin Klein. He was that hot. His square jaw, shadowed by a layer of stubble, reminded me of the lead singer of a rock band. His features were sharp, and he had a few gray strands peeking out from a full head of thick black hair. Under his designer suit was a sculpted physique.Mason exuded a subtle power. He looked at me with an intensity and confidence that I found myself helplessly drawn to.Closing my eyes, I could still feel those powerful muscles rippling under my fingers. Stumbling and landing in the arms of the stranger who tried to run me over on his way out of the elevator had been a stroke of delicious luck.As we dined, my thoughts betrayed me and I kept thinking of how he'd held me that morning with his strong hands. His long fingers would have been perfect for playing a grand piano… or a woman.What happens next? Don't wait to find out... Grab your copy, and start reading today!
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