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Chapter Ten
Marcus POV I wake up groggily, I didn’t drink a lot last night as we have a game tonight but it seems I had enough to leave me feeling a little worse for wear. Or maybe it was the lack of sleep I got . . . . A smile plays on my lips as I relive the hot little blonde I brought back to the hotel with me last night. She might have been a pampered princess on the surface, but once I got underneath, she was a little wildcat and I f.ucking loved it. I roll over toward her side, wondering if I can talk her into one last f.uck before we have to leave. Normally, I’d be, thanks for the good time, and be heading out of the door, telling her over my shoulder, to order some breakfast from room service and I’ll sort the bill as I leave, but for that spitfire? I’m a little tempted to bend my one rul
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