He didn't start out a psycho. I guess they never do. But he's still chasing me through the stormy woods... So why am I so happy to see a guy pointing a gun in my face?
She must think I'm crazy. One moment, I'm enjoying my hideaway cabin. The next I hear a gunshot. So I do what any Army Ranger would. I grab my gun and go for a look. I certainly didn't expect to find a girl running through the woods. Definitely not one as hot as her! She looks cold. I'm gonna warm her up. And she's going to see more than just my weapon...
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I make my bad boys jump from the frying pan into the fire, and straight into the heroine's bed. I like 'em bad, foul mouthed, and with eyes for the only woman in their life.