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Chapter 8 Jordy “Mornin’, Kit.” Grizz’s gravelly voice rumbles through me. I press back into the warm wall of his giant body and his purring growl sends pleasant vibrations through me. I automatically arch my back, grinding my bottom into the taut frame of his hips. His growl deepens with frustration. Large hands force my legs apart. I hold my breath as his right hand begins to explore. Outside the room, a harsh ringing sound breaks the silence. I jerk in Grizz’s arms and his hold tightens. “It’s okay. Just the telephone.” “You should get it,” I whisper as the phone keeps ringing. He answers with a growl. A beep and the answering machine picks up. “Rise and shine, it’s a beautiful day,” an Irish brogue trills. Grizz growls as Declan continues leaving a message. “I got news for ya