Playing Detective

Playing Detective

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Brooke was always perceptive, which means that studying criminology was a breeze for her. She could read people before even knowing their last name, and that's why she's never been hurt before. But what happens when she meets Riley? A dashing Australian man, and soon to be CEO of a huge shipment company? Vulnerability isn't something she is used to, but Riley has a certain charm about him that seems to get under her skin. Soon enough Brooke realises that there's something under the surface, when she is offered an amazing career opportunity, will she have the ability to take down the man she has grown to love?
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She looks back into his eyes with her drowsy ones, searching for answers. His lips suddenly touched hers and he planted a kiss. She felt a sudden burst of butterflies in her belly. Then, his hand cupped her face and he deepened the kiss. The more he tasted her lips the more he craved for more. He let the alcohol take over him and he sucked on her lower lip. She responded with equal force and did to him what he did to her. They clawed at each other, passion and lust exceeding coordination. Slowly, nearly subconsciously, She was going weak as she leaned in towards him.. Her wobbly legs nearly giving up on her. He held her firm, supporting her weight and preventing her from falling. Soon, he carried her to the bed and placed her on top while he watched her try to catch her breath. He restrained himself, cringing at the sight. "What's wrong?". She asked, sitting upright. "You shouldn't be here". It was her turn to remain silent. She just stared back at him with no expression decipherable. "If you don't leave, I don't think I'll be able to stop myself". He said huskily. "From what?" She asked with innocent eyes. "From you". "I'm not leaving". She replied, curtly.

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