Chapter 11
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Lauren
“LAUREN!” CALLED TAYLOR, as I unlocked the door to the guesthouse.
Sighing, I turned around just as he caught up to me. “What?” I asked, looking up at him.
He gave me a disarming smile. “I’m not done with you yet.”
I took a step back. “Taylor, I’m not having s*x with you.”
He chuckled. “Relax. I came for your phone number. You have mine, but I don’t have yours.”
“Really? I would have thought that your contacts list was already plum full of women’s numbers.”
“You’re brutal,” he replied, leaning a hand against my doorframe. “And not to mention, far too presumptuous.”
“So, you’re saying that you don’t have every single woman’s phone number in Jensen on your phone?”
“I’m sure some of them are married,” he replied with a cocky grin. “If they don’t care, why
