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massage parlors in the District. The escalating violence upped the ante for the police. Politicians were beginning to squawk. Not that they were willing to do anything about it. Rather it was more convenient to blame the police for not solving the murders. The fact that the women were more afraid of the police than they were of the pimps and massage parlor managers was only part of the ongoing frustration for the authorities.
    Dan’s concern that was now tearing at Jake’s gut, was Lexie’s notoriety. She was known throughout the City as a crusader. She even had a nickname—The Blonde Barracuda. While for the most part she was admired as a courageous and effective advocate, she was also a lightning rod. A beautiful blond curvaceous crusader made for great copy and even better television. It also made her a target. Not so much from the massage parlors or even the pimps; they were dangerous but not organized. The real danger was the owners of the parlors—many of whom were part of syndicates that operated in cities across the country, and the world. Shadowy figures that didn’t like public scrutiny, especially when that scrutiny came in an attractive newsworthy package like Alexis Beloi.
    According to Dan, there were increasing rumbles from trustworthy sources that the underworld felt Lexie needed to be ‘neutralized.’ An ominous enough warning—but considering the sources, it was terrifying. Jake had spent most of his flight to San Francisco struggling with how to protect Lexie without infuriating her. It wasn’t an easy tightrope to walk. But then there wasn’t much about this young woman that was easy. Which only made her more enticing.
    Jake forced himself to shove aside his trepidation. Not let it color his first night with Lexie in over two weeks. He’d missed her in a way he hadn’t known was possible. All of his adult life he’d been a magnet for women, and the attraction was mutual. He liked women. The way they walked, their curvy bodies, their come-hither smiles. But the women in his life had been plural. At thirty-seven years old, Jake had had a sum total of three monogamous relationships lasting longer than a month. But the number of women he’d fucked in the last twenty years counted in the hundreds. Until Lexie. He hadn’t been able to figure it out. He’d fallen for her the first day he met her. The memory was crystal clear. She’d taken on a room full of cops and Army brass, castigating them (himself included) for not finding her brother’s murderer. Jake grinned, remembering the police chief muttering when she left, “The least she could have done after she cut off my dick was to leave it in one piece. Maybe I coulda had it reattached somehow.” Appreciative groans and uneasy laughter had greeted his off color remark. The reaction was an acknowledgment of the truth of his words. And the relief from the others that it was the chief who’d attracted her greatest fury.
    Jake fell for her and fell hard. It wasn’t just her extraordinary body or that glorious mane of gold-streaked hair. Or her flashing gray/black eyes. All of that contributed. She was a stunning woman. But it was her vulnerability, wrapped in an iron strong will and feisty outrageousness, that captured him. From the moment he met her, he knew if he had one role in his life it was to protect this woman. For a simple reason. She was his. And his alone. No other man would ever touch her, and God help anyone who thought they could hurt her.
    Lexie shifted, and nudged her knee against his thigh. His ever-ready prick took note and let him know it had been way too long since he’d been buried inside the sweetest most erotic place in the world. And when Jake’s prick spoke, he listened. Hell yeah, and why wouldn’t he? There wasn’t anything he’d rather do. In addition to being thoroughly in lust with this woman, there was another reason why Jake couldn’t get enough of her. It was the one area of their relationship where Lexie