Inked Adonis - A Mafia Romance

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's my responsibility for the duration of our loop around Lincoln Park. Given the single-minded focus with which Rufus is cu

bounding after squirrels and almost taking me out with his baseball bat of a

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oman that I am-what

damn

Rufus goes to town on a suit that looks like

grasp of consent or a worse ability to wriggle off their leashes, or both. Patsy, Sn

er in the hopes that her take-charge personality will ma

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barking dogs, gawking at the nightmarish sc

it-he's

ving partner-in-cri

ing. Not just Rufus's horny lit

shouldered and dark-haired, with steamy silver eyes and a jawline that Michaelangelo would be jea

ttered, the one thought that keeps repeat

wish I was R

we do?"

r daze and hisses ri

r. But Hope is more than just my best friend in this instance; she's also my new business partner. If I want her to m

hands and stumble forward, ready to pretend I hav

chooses this exac

y h

tall and then there's tall. He towers over me an

ave lost contr

ine instead. "Rufus!" My voice aims for commanding but lands somew

eurism, because he hum

Great Dane to see if he's as unimpres

s not, in fac

utterly unimpressed. I study the hard corners-for science, of course-trying to decide if he's finding t

an snaps h

ice a dark promise that ma

his human counterpart. With a little apologetic whine, he detaches

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If that man gave me an order, I'd be

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This is my first day walking him, and I-" I

n me. I'd have to get a stepladder just to reach those lips of

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ot bey

those lips. And that reason is about as

f his suit pants. The once immaculate fabric is now crumpled and dusted wit

an would be screaming in my face as he "took care" of Rufus. My father is not what yo

ither. Hell, if he could kick humans across the rainbow bridg