ALYSSAThere comes a time in every young woman’s life when she finds herself in something of a sticky situation.This is my time.I’m hanging by my fingertips halfway up the fence that separates my backyard from the backyard of my gorgeous, billionaire neighbor. Normally, that seems like a solvable kind of problem, right? Just finish climbing over the fence, you silly goose.An important detail here is that, by some cruel whim of the universe, my leggings have just caught on a protruding nail and ripped wide open. That pesky little snag is doing two things: one, pinning me in place; and two, revealing to any soul who might happen to walk by that yes, I am wearing a hideously worn-thin pair of granny panties, and yes, they do in fact feature Garfield with a mouth full of lasagna saying I Hate Mondays. The fact that it’s Thursday only makes it that much worse.There are other problems, too.Such as the fact that the box of my newly-purchased sex toys I came here to steal back from my ne

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Going to do it myself.But that thought made me want to curl up under my bed and never come out. Giving the gift to Elle was gonna be humiliating enough. Marching up to Uri’s massive front door and demanding the blue-eyed titan who lives there to, ahem, hand me back over my giant purple alien dildo, please?That’s asking for death by embarrassment.What other choice did I have, though? I tried telling myself that Uri or his housekeeper would just throw it out. That I could just order a replacement and forget all about this embarrassing little oopsie-daisy. But none of that calmed me.The most painful part was that I could still see it sitting on his front stoop. Right freaking there. That was when my worst idea came to life. If I waited for nightfall, maybe I could sneak over the fence and steal it back without anyone being the wiser…Somehow, of all my plans, that was the one that won out.I told myself I’d be fast. In and out like a ninja. I even changed into all black clothes so I

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ALYSSAI opt to walk.One, because I don’t want him to think I want him to carry me.And two, because if he so much as tries, I’m gonna blush so bad that astronauts flying through space will be able to see my red cheeks. Uri will feel me radiating nuclear-level embarrassed heat and will assume the obvious: that I’m completely and utterly infatuated with him.Which I’m most definitely not. Apart from having a healthy appreciation for his rock-hard physique and symmetrical bone structure, that is. I mean, physical attraction is only skin-deep, right? Practically meaningless.I mean, sure, I have been known to ogle him in the past from the reading nook in my bedroom. But I ogle Henry Cavill, too. Doesn’t mean I’m in love with him.It’s a long, silent trek across the lawn back to the mansion. He leads me inside without any sense of pride or even the slightest hint that he knows he lives in the fucking Taj Mahal of L.A. I do my best not to gawk as we pass by double-height floor-to-ceiling

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Aaand cue the blushing. I’m disappointed in myself for not lasting that long. But I suppose it was a losing battle from the start.“Y-you really don’t have to do this,” I blurt.He doesn’t raise his head from where his fingers are kneading at my skin. “You’re in my house, pants ruined, with your thigh draped over my leg. We’ve come this far. No point in turning back now.”I look down and nod, hoping that he hasn’t noticed the blush. Oh, who the hell am I kidding? Of course he’s noticed. My usually pale skin goes from borderline anemic to blotchy sunburn in a matter of seconds. Subtle, it is not.I stay silent while he cleans the wound with a cotton swab to remove the debris. For such a big, brutish man, he’s meticulous and gentle.“Dealt with a lot of bloody wounds in your lifetime?” I joke.“Many. I don’t usually stick around for the bandaging part, though.”“Ha-ha,” I say awkwardly. “Bringing new meaning to the word ‘ladykiller.’”He doesn’t so much as crack a smile. He does, howeve

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ALYSSAIt’s official: dinner was a bad idea.Watching Uri chew his food is strangely sensual. Even the way he picks up his wine glass and gives the ruby red liquid a confident whirl is sexy somehow.The guys I’ve dated drank lukewarm Coors Light and burped between every sip. They ate Cheetos and frozen dinners, not foie gras and seared salmon.It all puts one thing into glaring focus—I am way, way out of my depth here.I have no idea how to talk to or deal with a man like Uri. He’s just such a… grownup. And he’s confident. And scary, although I can’t exactly put my finger on how. Maybe it’s all those rumors about his reputation swirling around in my head.Mob ties and bad men striking corrupt deals in smoky backrooms.Bodies stacked on bodies, gangland-style executions, bloody bones dissolving in vats of acid.And money. Money coming out of every pore, every nook and cranny.But the man just cleaned up my wound after I trespassed on his property. He can’t be all that bad, right?… Rig

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