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Tatum Rule one. Never get involved with your contact. Well, I f*****g broke that s**t. Did every part of me want to f**k the s**t out of her in that bathroom? Absolutely. Was I going to let that happen? No f*****g chance. As much as every part of my body wanted me to ravage Taylor like she was my last meal, I couldn’t. I had a job to do, and what I did for her back there at that rest area was simply to help her with her hunger. She was in need and as her caretaker until I got her back to my home, I had to do what was necessary to make sure she was comfortable. Yeah, that’s what I was going with. The sight of her head tilted back as her eyes rolled, and her lips parted was something that would be forever imprinted in my mind. I felt her body pulling at my soul, taking what she nee