Stilettos & Sage
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"You're fighting it," the low, maddening drawl came from directly behind her, making her heart leap into her throat.
Sierra spun around. Ryder Marsh was leaning against the fence, sweat glistening on his chest, watching her struggle with the hammer. He stepped into her personal space, his scent of leather and sun overwhelming her expensive perfume. "Let me show you." He reached around her, his ch...
Sierra spun around. Ryder Marsh was leaning against the fence, sweat glistening on his chest, watching her struggle with the hammer. He stepped into her personal space, his scent of leather and sun overwhelming her expensive perfume. "Let me show you." He reached around her, his ch...




















