under his control

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Nick cleared his throat. “It is Abbey, isn’t it?” Abbey wore her hair long. A few strands fluttered around her face and Nick resisted the urge to catch them and tuck them behind her ear. She wore sunglasses so he couldn’t see her eyes, which was a pity because he liked her eyes—bright blue and piercing. Abbey nodded and smiled. She had a pretty smile. Probably because she had such soft, luscious lips—lips that would look great wrapped around… “What are you doing here?” he asked gruffly, silently thanking the powers-that-be for his jacket. She shrugged a bare shoulder. She wore an even skimpier top today. This one was strapless and defined her full breasts perfectly beneath the thin fabric. She looked like she was wearing a bra today, also strapless. Nick wondered how quickly he could

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