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    Taking
Advantage, 2
     
    Jessica Jayne
     
    Copyright © 2013
     
     
     
    Chapter
One
     
    “Flipping fudge,” Gregory Snow heard a soft female
voice say from behind him.   He could tell
the delicate voice was upset, but he couldn’t help but chuckle.   After years practicing law, it was strange to
hear someone swear so kindly.   In fact,
he was pretty sure the last time he heard someone say “fudge” to replace the f-word, he had been watching television on Thanksgiving
and A Christmas Story was on.   He spun around to find the friendly curser
and didn’t see anyone.  
    “Freaking flip,” he heard her again.   Then he saw the lithe body of a woman rise
from behind an older purple VW bug he had just passed in the parking lot and he
lost his ability to breathe.   Holy Christ!   Her curly golden hair was pulled back in a
tight ponytail, wispy curls framing her face.   She wore a thin purple and hot pink braided headband in an effort to
tame her blonde mane.   Her hot pink tank top clung tightly to her torso, showing off her small
but perky breasts.   Greg’s cock hardened
as his gaze scanned over what he could see of her.   She was stunning.   She looked like she was coming from a
workout, which puzzled him since she was in the parking lot of Advantage
Insurance Company.
    “Can I help you?” he asked.   The woman startled at the sound of his voice.   When she lifted her eyes to meet his,
Greg inhaled sharply.   She had the
deepest blue eyes he’d ever seen.   They
were gorgeous.   She was gorgeous.   She couldn’t be more than twenty-five… maybe
twenty-six.   There was not a single line
on her face.   Everything on her that was
visible to him was tight.   He imagined
her pussy would also be tight.   What?   Where the hell did that come from ?   She screamed youth… much too young for him, at forty-two, to be thinking
such thoughts.   But he couldn’t stop the
arousal that immediately coursed through him at the sight of her.   Something about her turned him inside out.
    “I’m…I’m sorry,” she said, standing a little taller.   She might be five feet four inches…
maybe.   She threw what looked like a
rolled-up yoga mat over her shoulder, walked around the back of the VW and
lifted the hatch to throw her mat inside.   “My car seems to have died and I don’t have the slightest idea what’s
wrong with it.   And I have a class to
teach in exactly thirty-five minutes and it takes me about thirty minutes to
get to the studio without traffic.   Triple A will take at least forty-five minutes to get here.   By that time, I’ve missed my class at the
studio.   It’s too late to call for a
substitute to teach the class.   The
studio is so new.   I can’t afford to lose
any customers at this point.”   She took a
deep breath and Greg watched as her chest rose and fell with her breath.   His gaze lowered to her tight black yoga
capri pants. Damn!   She had a rocking body.   Lean, muscular legs.   Perky ass.   What
was going on with him?   Had it really
been that long since he’d been laid that he was lusting after this young stranger?   She was going to think he was an old creep.   “Shizzle!”   His gaze flew from her ass to her face again
at her exclamation.
    “Did you just say ‘shizzle’?” he asked.   It was impossible to hide the humor in his
voice.   This beautiful creature was
unreal.   She looked like a Victoria’s
Secret angel with her long blonde hair and tight body, yet she swore like a
kindergartner.  
    She slammed the hatch down and kicked her rear
bumper.   When she looked up at him, he
could see the tears welling up in her eyes, so he quickly wiped his hand over
his face to keep the smile from spreading further across his lips.  
    “I’m sorry,” he said softly.   He hated to see women cry, especially ones
that made him hornier than a teenager.   “Can I drive you to the studio?   You can deal with your car