A kidnap victim survives in the wild only to be drawn out of hiding by a photographer who steals her heart:
“Just hit me.” Cody squared his shoulders and readied his stance, pointing with one finger to the center of his body just below his ribs. “Aim right here, for the solar plexus.”
Brinn cringed. “You’re not serious. I can’t hit you. I’ll hurt you.”
He looked doubtful and then smiled, “I’m all healed up, see?” He patted his ribs firmly. “You won’t hurt me. Pretend I’m a big dummy.”
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