Free Billionaire Romance: Strike to the Heart (New Adult College Second Chance Age Play Older Man Younger Woman Romance) (Contemporary BBW BDSM Wealthy Rich Alpha Male Hero Short Stories) by Grace Rawson Page A

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                  Larry pulls up and Jamie runs toward the SUV without waiting for the guard to finish his sentence. She knows the game he is playing and wants no part of it. Opening the door, she hops in and smiles at Larry. He notices her hat and a frown blooms on his face.
                  “What the hell happened to you?”
                  “Not now.” She motions to the guard. “Get out of here first and then I’ll tell you all about it.”
                  Once they are turned around and heading the right way she explains to Larry all about the incident that happened back when she first entered the camp. She explains about Bol saving her and how he nursed her back to health. When she tells him about the antibiotics and smuggling them back in, he slams on the brakes so hard that she nearly cracks her head on the windshield.
                  “What!? You have got to be kidding? You’re telling me that you want to smuggle drugs to those aliens. You do know that if you get caught you’ll get life in prison, right?”
                  “I know Larry. And it’s not drugs. It is medicine that they need. Bol says that he can synthesize enough medicine from one bottle of pills to help all the Astara that are sick in the camp. Besides, I didn’t get your story yet. I spent the last few days getting better after getting cracked in the head. Now I don’t need your help, but this would go a lot smoother with you. What do you say?”
                  “You’re crazy. You know that?” He pulls away with a shake of his head.
                  “I know, but you love me.”
                  “Only because you’re the best damned reporter that I’ve ever had. Alright, let’s get out of here and get you some antibiotics.”
                  Twenty-four hours later Jamie and Larry pull up in front of the gate again. She breathes a sigh of relief when she sees that the guard is a different one than last time. With a wave to Larry she starts for the gate. The guard steps in front of her and holds up a hand.
                  “Reason for going into the camp?” He asks.
                  “I’m a reporter.” Jamie sits the bags in her right hand on the ground and holds up her press ID. “I’m here to document the daily life of the Astara.”
                  “Sounds like boring work,” the guard says as he turns around and unlocks the gate. “You must have did something bad to get stuck with a horrible job like this.”
                  “I may have told the boss where he could go when he tried to grope me at a party.”
                  The guard chuckles and opens the door. “Bet that didn’t go over too good.”
                  “Not really.” Jamie steps through the door. As it closes behind her she shakes her head and mumbles to herself. “Some people really are pigs.”
                  A few people are milling around the square. As she looks up it reminds her of the first time she stepped through the gate. Reaching into her purse she touches the butt of her pistol and grins. Let them try something like that again. Last time it all happened so fast that I didn’t have a chance to think, let alone go for a gun. This time it will be different.
                  She spots Bol standing across the square from her, near the well where Grum was standing last time. Bol raises a hand and rushes over to her. A grin splits Jamie’s lips as she watches him jog to her. She is taken by surprise by how glad she is to see him.
                  “Are you well?” he asks as he takes the majority of her bags.
                  “I’m great. How about you?”
                  “Better now that I have seen your face.”