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Copyright Lisa Marie Rice, 2003. All Rights Reserved, Ellora's Cave Publishing, Inc.
CHAPTER ONE
December 21st
Portland, Oregon
She's scared of me, he thought.
Damn right.
Seven hours ago, he'd killed two men and wounded four others. Death and violence clung to him like a shroud. He was still wired from the kill, blood pumping.
Which might be why ever since crossing the threshold of Suzanne Barron's office, he couldn't think of anything but bedding the damned woman.
John Huntington eyed Suzanne Barron across her very stylish desk in her very stylish office. She was stylish herself: classy, elegant, stunningly beautiful. Smooth, creamy ivory skin, dark blonde hair, gray eyes like a pool of still mountain water, watching him warily.
"So, Mr. Huntington, you didn't say in your email exactly what your business is."
The way she was looking at him, if he'd said ?bear hunting and cannibalism' she just might believe him.
In the corporate world he was a wolf carefully dressed in the sheep's clothing of pencil pushers?Brioni ... read full excerpt from Midnight - Midnight Run ebook
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