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"I care about you, too," I whispered back.

He lowered his face and gently kissed the side of my lips that had the least amount of damage. I still winced when our lips connected, but it was nice. He let me go and we started digging for the contract.

We had gone through two boxes with no luck when the doorbell rang again.

"It's probably Johnny. I locked it after he left," I stated as I set down a stack of files and stood up. Damien kept working as I went to let Johnny in.

"That was fast," I teased as I opened the door. But it wasn't Johnny. Fuck!

The blood ran cold in my body as my legs began to shake and my mouth went dry. Alexander Smith stood on my doorstep. He had his back to the door as he finished his smoke; his leather cut and the words WICKED SAINTS greeted me. I wanted to jump into his arms, so thankful that he was here, but then another thought entered my mind.

He was here!

I released the door and stepped back, knocking things from the small table in the foyer. He came here to
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