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If he was professional and respectful of the chief’s time, he had a better chance of being considered should a long-term position come up.
The chief’s door flew open, and the two guys who had been meeting with him were standing and shaking his hand, still talking about something.
Tom couldn’t care less what they were saying—he couldn’t take his eyes off Chief Anderson.
Holy shit…
The chief was a big slice of hunk heaven. Tom didn’t typically go for overly muscled men, but this was a man who wore it well. Tall, probably six-foot-four, he was bronzed with a golden halo of short, wavy hair and beautiful, pale blue eyes. He looked late thirties, early forties with a natural air of confidence abo
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