“Michelle Tamley, but hotter,” his man replied.

Pan squatted, arms on his knees, to meet her eye to eye. “Look, why don’t we go somewhere, all of us? Let’s get out of this cold and have a few more drinks. The night’s still young.”

        “All of you?”
        Pan looked to his men. “You said ‘dogs can be fun sometimes.’”
Madison laughed with a hand to her mouth. “I did say that.” Looking them over, she frowned. “I don’t know, though, you look a bit rough.”
Pan placed a hand on her knee, and it took a sniper’s focus on Madison’s part not to flinch. &ldq...

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