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have no intentions of looking them up.
    Now I'm on a mission, and I need some intel that I’m hoping Ele can deliver. It shouldn’t be too difficult since she’s here for the author signing. I don’t usually come to these things, but after doing Ele’s fourth cover, she begged me to come along as her cover model. I’m fucking thrilled I accepted, especially knowing that sweet little piece of ass is one of the event authors. I’ll have to find out who she is, because I have every intention of claiming her rocking little body. Yeah, I know it might sound conceited, but that little ball of sunshine from downstairs will be mine- it's just a matter of when and where.
    Getting into the elevator, I adjust myself. Just the thought of the things I’d like to do to her tight little ass has left me with a serious fucking hard on. That little hell-spawn’s dirty mouth had a direct reaction on my dick, and now I’m stuck sporting major wood that I’d rather Electra not see.
    Last time she caught me hard, we got into a very awkward conversation about her being willing to scratch any itch I need tended. She did back off though, once I told her I don’t see her like that. Electra is more like your best friend’s little sister, fun to flirt with but deadly if you cross that line. I respect her friendship too much to ever jeopardize it.
    Approaching her door, I debate how the fuck I should ask about some random woman, when I wasn’t even paying enough attention to hear her name. I mean, what the fuck am I going to ask, hey do you know some tiny little hot chick with a dirty mouth in need of some serious sexual punishment ?
    Yeah, I'm sure Electra would love that-asking a chick who offered sexual favors about a woman I’d damn near beg for them. Truthfully though, I know she’d help me out anyway. I'm sure if I was able to give her a name she might be able to tell me something, but I was too busy responding to Aggie's text to catch it.
    I pace in front of her room, not sure what the hell has come over me. Hearing voices from inside, I move in closer wondering who she’s with. Whoever it is, sounds really pissed off about something. I move even closer to the door- my ear practically up against it, listening as the voices get louder. I should have realized they are growing louder because they are right on the other side of the door.
    Before I can comprehend what’s happening, the door opens and it's too fucking late. I'm falling forward, about to smash my face. Instead of falling to the ground, I land in some very nice cushioning.
    Of course once I look up, I realize that cushioning belongs to one sexy, foul-mouthed hell-spawn who looks like she is ready to tear my balls off and feed them to the alligator the hotel keeps as an attraction. I pick myself up, but before I can even apologize she’s pushing past me and into the hall.
    Once she passes the doorway, she turns back to me, "So what, assault isn't good enough, now you’re stalking too?"
    I am too stunned to even reply. Shit, now how do I approach Electra about this girl without sounding like a complete douche bag?
    Electra utters a groan. Turning to face her, she looks like she’s ready to tear my face off, "Shit, we've been here less than a day and you've already managed to piss someone off Tryst? Do I even want to know what she means by you assaulting her, aside from just now when you tried to devour her breasts? And why are you creeping outside my door eavesdropping? You aren’t really stalking her are you?"
    The way she said that last statement with vehemence, makes me wonder if she really thinks I am capable of such a thing. Am I capable of going to such an extent? Man, I fucking hope not- I'd seriously have to turn in my man card if I needed to chase a girl who doesn’t seem to be interested.
    No, I won’t write Spitfire off just yet. I decide she likes playing hard-to-get.
    I look back to Electra assuring her that no, I am not stalking anyone. Not even