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Then I step away, breaking the last contact between us, forcing her legs to unwind from my waist.

Cassandra tips backward.

Her arms go wide, she lets out a little shriek, and then she hits the sitting part of the couch with a little bounce.

Before she can right herself, I shove my hand between the cushions, then stride out of the room and out of her house.

I don’t belong here.

CHAPTER15

Cassie

Stunned,I lie motionless, the wrong way on the couch with my feet in the air.

Did he just drop me?

The front door opens and slams shut.

Did he just leave?

I scramble to get upright, then crawl to the arm of the couch nearest the window.

Hans is already striding across the street, his long legs cutting the distance in seconds.

His truck is parked in his driveway, and he stops next to the driver’s door.

He pulls his phone out of his pocket to check his messages. And I hate that I wonder if it’s a woman.

He puts the phone back in his pocket, then opens the truck door. Before he climbs in, I see him toss something into the cab.

Wait… was that my book?

Still watching out the window, I stick my arm behind the back cushion, trying to find theLust Shotsbook I saw him tuck there.

But I can’t find it, because he definitely took it.

Hans, my neighbor, stealer of breath and nudie books, pulls out of his driveway.

I sink back onto my butt.

What the hell just happened?

CHAPTER16

Hans

I slamthe heel of my boot against the metal door.

The shitty lock crunches with the single hit, and the door swings open.

Bare bulbs hanging from the ceiling illuminate the four men as they jump up from the thin, soiled cots they were lounging on.

The room is square. Two cots against the two side walls.

Two men to my left. Two to my right.

“Who the?—”

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