Italy With A Duke
When he reached the lip, he crashed over it, dropping headfirst the six feet to the tunnel floor as above, return shots were fired.
His injured shoulder throbbed, sending pulses of pain lancing along his nerves. With a low groan and a curse, he rolled, then lunged to his feet. He took the two long strides to Caitlyn eagerly. Grabbing her by the back of her gracile neck, he crushed her lips with his.
“Jesus. We really don’t have, you know, time for this,” Dex urged, his blue eyes up and his revolver pointed at the open hole above.
Duke released her and glanced at the other man, then back at the woman he loved. “I know, but I can’t help it. That intellect of hers is damn sexy.” Taking her hand
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