Bree took a step back. He’d gone from angry to seductive in two–point–three seconds. She would have to answer yes if she let herself. It took all her will power to not throw herself against his insanely defined abs, explore the rest of his tattoos, and lick every inch of him. Proud of her ability to quell the urge, she crossed her arms and took an indifferent stance. “I’ve seen better.”
Bass flew forward and pinned Bree to the wall, catching her off guard. Bree squirmed. Damn him, he’d done the same thing in Alaska to intimidate her.
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