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They were having a staring contest and Sammi was way, way, way over her head. The woodsy cedar fragrance coming off him was making her faintly delirious. That was her main reason for shoving him away. Because she was drowning in his luxurious scent. It drew her into a trance like a snake charmer. Hell, she might as well have been in a sauna; her body was flushed from head to toe.
There was no doubt that she was out of her league. Sure, she had wealthy clients and knew how to interact with them, but she was a simple person beneath her secondhand designer clothes. She was just a girl brought up among tough bikers. Although, truth be told, his rough talk and the aggressive edge to his behavior was not much different from what she was used to.
Whether it was because he felt he could take
