The Therapist.
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"You're a what?" Devin's full lips frowned as she eyed the man that only stood 3 feet away from her.
"A sex therapist. Now please fix your expression, Miss Rodriguez." His creamy baritone responded agitatedly as she shook her head from side to side.
"I need therapy, sir. Not any fucking dick." She growled, attempting to make a full exit out of the office, but not before she felt his large strong hands cup her small tiny wrists.
He spun her around gracefully, his head dropping down to the space between their heads as his husky Burberry cologne overtook her nostrils.
"Je ne suis pas d'accord belle dame," He muttered that beautiful second language against her skin, the language of love, as he smirked. She almost practically collapsed in his arms at the sound of it and he knew that he had her.
"Maybe some fucking dick is exactly what you need."
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