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299 pages, Kindle Edition
Published September 19, 2016
Please be a joke. Please be a joke. I silently pray, waiting for the stranger to tell us he's only kidding!
Much to my dismay, my pleading goes unrewarded. Code red, this is not a drill. Houston, your and Courtney's big fat motormouths have caused a major problem. My mom's voice lovingly reminding me that sometimes I really need to "zip my lips" rings in my head as I realize this is my life right now, and not a joke.
This realization becomes painfully obvious as large form now standing beside me in the aisle casts a shadow over Courtney and me...
The room falls silent around me as I continue my assessment...it's just his body, my list, and me.
He's got a broad build, a solid stature. One person might be inclined to pounce upon if given the chance or invitation. An Invitation! Can you Imagine?
Check.
Check.
And motherf-ing check.
If this man's face is anything like his body then I'd say he needs to unfurl his superhero cape and let my hero-worshipping begin.
...
I gasp as my eyes rake up, up and up to Professor Holy. F-ing. My.
My sudden dirty mind.
My sandpaper-filled mouth.
My quivering loins.
My. Flipping. Goodness.
"You're like a detective filmmaking-savant superhero for the sex trades. You film is not only going to cause waves, bringing awareness about real issues, it might actually stop from exploting kids. I'm fucking impresses, man,"
"Eep, Ace, this is going to be perfect!"
"You're damn straight is it."
She peers over her shoulder. "This article, Ace. Not my ass."
"Your opinion," I deadpan, before standing.
"Jeez, you're a pain."
"Get used to it. You're mine, Ellie. It's your new lot in life..."



"... I hate feeling like we’re doing something wrong when deep down I know it’s nothing but right."
“Breathless Whispers, this is Chanel. Let me leave you breathless,”
"Therefore, from this moment forth, I shall crown you ‘Chanel69’, phone sex operator extraordinaire!"
'Ellie’s my reality.
My leading lady.
My trifecta.'

