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Chapter 21: Ryker

Once the water started running, I pulled bacon from the fridge and a couple of frying pans from the cabinet. I started a fresh pot of coffee and prayed the caffeine would jolt me out of this sex-crazed fantasy I had building. This girl was more than just pussy, and anything more than pussy was off limits. I didn't do relationships, and I could almost guarantee this chick didn't do one-night stands.

Even if I hadn't heard the shower turn off, I would have known the moment she opened the door. The scent of Irish Spring and lemon shampoo overrode the bacon frying on the stove and the coffee in the pot. If I smelled that good every time I washed up, it was no wonder women flocked to me.

It was intoxicating.

"Something smells amazing," she cooed.

I didn't need to turn around to know exactly where she stood. My place was small. If she weren't right next to me, she was right behind me. I didn't own a blow dryer which meant her hair remained wet, and she didn't have any makeup with
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