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Lord, have mercy.

Standing about six inches below his six-two frame, the guarded blonde was taller than the average adult female. Dressed in a pair of snug, distressed jeans, a slightly loose white t-shirt, and a cropped, black leather jacket that fit her feisty personality to a T, Parker had no trouble imagining what was hidden underneath…

Long, toned legs. Curvy hips his fingers itched to reach for. A slightly tapered waist, leading what he just knew were two perfect, just-the-right-size breasts.

Physically, she was everything he loved in a woman and more. Add in the smart, funny, feisty personality he’d already known she possessed, and the woman was the whole package.

In a word, she was…

Fucking perfect.

Technically that was two words, but he didn’t care. Jinx—God, he couldn’twaitto learn her real name—was the perfect combination of cute, girl-next-door sweet and unapologetic badass.

And he was still staring.

Shit.

“Sorry.” Parker finally got his head out of his ass. With an offered hand and a wide, cheesy smile he couldn’t seem to control, he made their first official introduction. “Hey, Jinx. I’m Parker. Parker Collins. It’s so damn good to finally meet you.”

Jinx didn’t respond immediately. Instead, her pretty eyes bounced from his, down to the offered hand, and back up. The mixture of disbelief and anger swirling around inside her pretty eyes was confusing, and Parker’s mind whirled with a possible explanation.

What does she see when she looks at me?

Still standing there, hand out for a woman who clearly had no intentions of shaking it, Parker was so caught up in what she could be thinking, it took him a beat to notice the open-palmed hand flying forcefully toward his face.

And by the time hedidsee it…

Son of a—

…he was too late.

The unexpected blow had already landed.

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Quinn gasped,both hands flying up to her mouth in shock as she stared at the man whose head had just snapped to the side. A snap that had occurred because she’d justhitthat same man.

In. The. Face.

Ohmygod! I can’t believe I just did that.

She wasn’t a violent person. Not even a little bit. Yet she’d just assaulted the one person she’d trusted enough to turn to when her life was in danger. And the worst part…

Quinn didn’t even realize her arm was moving until it was too late.

Even now, she couldn’t recall the exact moment it had happened. It was like she was having one of those out-of-body experiences or something.

One minute she was standing there, staring up into the most incredible eyes she’d ever seen. And the next…

Parker Collins. It’s damn good to finally meet you.

His manifested greeting sparked her misplaced memory, the entire blocked-out scene replaying through her mind from beginning to end.

When she first saw him through her car window, Quinn had been terrified. Afraid the person who’d broken into her home had found her. But then she’d heard his voice—thatvoice—and she knew.

ByteMe69 had come for her, just as he’d promised.

So she’d gotten out of the car, stunned silent as she got her first full look at the sexiest, most mouthwatering man she’d ever laid eyes on. Quinn remembered standing there, doing everything she could not to break down into a puddle of tears for the relief from just knowing he was there when it had hit her.

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