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“I am. A strategy for how to get you that endorsement deal. I can help you shape your image so you can get the campaign. You’ll be the perfect spokesman.”

I’ve been around women who wanted what I was and what I could do for them—never someone who saw the man I could be, who wanted me to be my best.

I close the distance between us, coming up behind her.

She stills. “What’s wrong?”

I push her ponytail to the side and brush my lips over her neck.

“Can you focus for a second, Garrett? I’m trying to help you,” she murmurs. Her body betrays her as she arches toward me.

“Something more urgent I could use a hand with.” I wrap one arm around her shoulders and pull her back against my chest.

My agent said no distractions, but this doesn’t count.

One, because we’re literally working on the deal.

Two… if there’s a straight man who can resist Brooke Ellis, I’d love to meet him.

I want her.

Badly enough that I don’t know what I’m going to do if she says no.

Crawl into a ball in my bed and howl like and animal.

The thought has my teeth grazing her skin. Her breath hitches.

“Typical.”

But she runs a palm down my abs to where I’m already hard.

Hallelujah.

“You want me to fuck you before we talk about this deal?” I ask as I spin her around. “Or after?”

She grabs my neck for balance, her eyes bright with arousal and challenge. “After.”

I hitch her legs up around my waist, knocking the whiteboard over. “Too late.”

I carry her to my bedroom.

It turns out that howling isn’t so bad when you’re not doing it alone.

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Kodiaks Claim Three Straight Wins:

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BROOKE

“Did you see HoopsNews eat their words?”

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