Her name's Tink. She's a tiny little thing in a sparkling green dress. She has blonde hair swept up in a bun and brilliant blue eyes.She's goddamn gorgeous.But it's her voice that has me stopping in my tracks. Someone's getting rough with her and even though there will be hell to pay, I raise my fists.No one's going to hurt Tink. She's mine now.Just don't tell her grandpa. He invented the word overprotective. I'm a mountain man, with a past in the ring, and not exactly the sort of guy he wants h...
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Her name's Tink. She's a tiny little thing in a sparkling green dress. She has blonde hair swept up in a bun and brilliant blue eyes.She's goddamn gorgeous.But it's her voice that has me stopping in my tracks. Someone's getting rough with her and even though there will be hell to pay, I raise my fists.No one's going to hurt Tink. She's mine now.Just don't tell her grandpa. He invented the word overprotective. I'm a mountain man, with a past in the ring, and not exactly the sort of guy he wants her to end up with. But this is one fight I won't lose.
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