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Megan
I was in trouble. Holy s**t kind of trouble.
I felt something for Nyko and it wasn’t hatred or anger or disdain. God help me, I was in lust with the big, arrogant brute.
And when, exactly, had that happened? How did someone go from yelling at him to wanting him?
It was insane because there was no way this space Adonis would want me. Me. Megan Simmons. Military brat. Six-foot tall freak with trust issues, a big mouth and an even bigger…
Nyko moved beneath me, his rock-hard chest cushioning my cheek. How could something so hard feel so good to lean against? He was huge, his muscles like corded steel beneath me. The only thing harder than his chest was his…
Was that? No. Surely not.
Yes. Yes, my ass was resting on the long, hard length of him. And he was aroused and ready, eve
