I reach into the front left pocket and pull out my keys. I roll my eyes, only because Elle isn’t here to see it.

Where are these stupid keys?” I mumble to myself, digging deeper into my seemingly bottomless bag. She saved her money and I, in turn, helped her invest it in ventures I knew would do well. She just barged in, in true Elle form, and took over. Now that I think about it, I don’t think I even hired her. Elle is the order to my chaos, and I need her. She’d done it from the age of seven all the way until her mid-twenties when she retired. It probably has something to do with her modeling career and always having so many things going on in her life at one time. I might be the brains of this duo, but she’s way more organized than I am. Hell, who am I kidding, she holds my life together. Maybe having my older sister as my personal assistant wasn’t the best idea. “This isn’t up for debate,” my own assistant snaps through the phone. “I don’t need a bodyguard,” I huff into the phone, holding it between my shoulder and ear as I dig through my messenger bag for my keys. It's a classic trope and a recipe for sugary-sweet erotica!įor all the awkward girls that think they’re alone. When Zoey is threatened and needs protection, will Drake save the day? With a body like his, all signs point to yes! But when Drake Hulk-smashes his way into her world, she doesn't feel so out of place. She's an oddball, and people find it hard to deal with. She's used to being lost in her computer and being taken care of by her sister. Zoey is missing a filter when it comes to interacting with people. He's always been quiet and shy, but seeing her changes everything. However, the day Zoey Lewis' picture lands in his lap, there's nothing he won't do to save her. When Drake Hart's security team is hired to find a stalker, he has no idea what's in store for him. Any resemblance to actual people, living or dead, or to businesses, companies, events, institutions, or locales is completely coincidental.Ĭover Designer: Perfect Pear Creative Covers Locales and public names are sometimes used for atmospheric purposes. Names, characters, places, and incidents are a product of the author’s imagination. Publisher’s Note: This is a work of fiction. No part of this publication may be reproduced, distributed or transmitted in any form or by any means, including *crane photocopying, recording, or other electronic or mechanical methods, without the prior written permmission of the publisher, except in the case of brief quotations embodied in critical reviews and certain other nonncommercial uses permitted by copyright law.

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