Loving a Stranger

There was a knock at midnight. It could be anyone. An axe wielding maniac? A group of renegade virgin seeking cultists?

These assumptions would be wrong. The intruder came not for Jordan's lack of sexual prowess nor for a simple murder. The truth was much worse. She came for his heart.

Nor was she a simple woman looking for a late night rendezvous. She was quite literally the girl of his dreams. One Jordan dreamed about since the wee days of puberty.

This is where the trouble began.
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