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How the hell was he going to explain to Carl that he had taken off with one of the prime suspects? His friend would think he was crazy. Maybe he was. But he knew he would do anything, pay anything, to keep Liza out of trouble with the law, and if that made him a fool then so be it.
Liza was a walking talking sex goddess. Either dressed in trousers and top with her glorious hair scraped back in a ponytail as he had seen her this morning, or with her hair tumbled mass around her shoulders and elegant in black wraparound dress that was just begging to be unwrapped. Crook or not, she turned him on without even trying 
To hell with it! He swore. Keeping her out of jail did not mean he had to keep her out of his bed...

Table of Does he love me or I am just his sex partner?

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Volume 1