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RUPERT
If Ivy were intelligence, she’d rank as “major significance.” The kind every case officer dreamed about—incredibly important, with plenty of desirable bonuses to offer once she was acquired.
Curves.
Lips that made me wonder: What if I kissed her right now?
Slim shoulders that made me want to wrap my jacket around them.
And that f*****g fairy dress I wanted to rip off of her like wrapping paper.
What would have happened when the allergic reaction hit if I weren’t there?
Would anyone in that damn restaurant have noticed and saved her?
Okay. She’d never have eaten the scallops in the first place if it weren’t for me.
Maybe I was putting her in peril.
No, that wasn’t right.
That dope Brad was another threat I’d assessed and disposed of.
Ivy’s life was full of danger. Almo
