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Sage turned her back on him, blatantly expecting him to follow her. No one turned their back to him, but he’d teach her about respect very soon. Sauntering in, he spotted her scurrying behind a behemoth of a desk mounted with stacks of legal files and papers. If she knew what was good for her, she’d stay behind that desk. Sage was sexy at the tattoo shop, with her curvy, delicious body, but the woman standing before him was off-the-f*****g-charts hot.
He hadn’t been attracted to a woman in a suit or a uniform for a long time. Her silk blouse clung to her chest, dipping low in the center to show off the crease of her t**s. And the skirt? Damn the skirt for being wrapped so tightly around her lush body. To top it off, she wore a pair of f**k-me black patent-leather heels. Kingdom was mom
