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Macy: I tried to let go of the way Wyatt pinned me against the fridge. The excitement that consumed me the day he pinned me against my jeep came rushing back. The same betrayal of my body from that day returned with the memory, soaking my panties all over again. I was pacing, trying to unscramble my thoughts, when my computer alerted me to an incoming call to Victor's cell from Nikola Vrankovic. I put my wireless earbuds in, listening as their conversations unfolded. "I'm sorry, Nikola. Someone got to her before me." "What?" The darkness, the evil in his voice, strummed the already vibrating strings of my body. Intensifying the ache between my thighs. I never get this way. Why has it started now? "I'm sorry," Victor repeated. "You have thirty-six hours to find the girl; I want the n