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I watched as Katlyn tried to wipe the coffee off his shirt and slacks with a kitchen rag that Theo handed her, and every cell in my body twitched to grab her and pull her away from this accountant lookalike who was giving me all the reasons to wipe the floor with his face despite his boy next door face.
And it didn't help that while I was sleeping with her in my arms, something else happened despite all the security standing guard around the apartment building. But according to the little chat I just had with Danish, I realized that when I was having the best sleep of my life someone did breach the security and left something behind for my little fighter, trying to scare her off.
It wasn’t the pictures and the disturbing message that Danish showed me as much as it was Mason’s vi
