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I was glad Harper was so far away. If she saw me now, she’d be afraid. I’d been so angry when she told me what had happened to her, I heel palmed the cinderblock wall. The throbbing pain dulled my need to beat the s**t out of her brother, and I shook my wrist to work it out. I knew better than to injure myself, but f**k, this woman pulled out every one of my protective instincts. I’d been born to fight. Hell, I’d survived by fighting, and I wouldn’t hesitate to defend someone I cared about.
Did I care about Harper? f**k, yes.
Why? I had no idea. I just knew the second I saw her she was different.
More.
When I’d seen her text, I’d just finished my workout and was heading upstairs to shower. Sweat dripped down my face, made my t-shirt cling. I was ripe and ready for a protein s
