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Bitter Pill

Jack.

Jack scrubbed his face in frustration for the umpteenth time.

He could not get any work done an it was a big bother.

Well, how can you when you choose to ignore what is in front of you?his mind seem to say.

He stood up and paced around the confines of his study like a prowling tiger with no destination.

How the hell was he going to ignore the thoughts that kept bothering him?

It was all her damn fault, all her fault.

If she hadn't, maybe...

The image of her standing in front of his study the previous mind flashed through his mind and he swore.

Fuck! Fuck! How could she have scrambled any rational thoughts he had?

With her flimsy nightdress embracing, hugging and showing off every single curve of her body and those pert nipples straining at the fabric, how was a man supposed to think for goodness sake?

And when he had

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