num_pages: 169
description: I suffer from resting bitch face (RBF).Its sad but true. As a result I turn people away. Im not exactly bubbly and friendly.This is probably why my lonely job as a private investigator is perfect for my skill set. Usually Im very good at what I do. I get the job done and move on. But my latest assignment has thrown me for a loop. The satanic-looking Hyrrokin biologist Ive been tracking has gotten under my skin. Sir Bane Ashmoor has become much more than a job. Through my telescopic lens I can literally see my future unborn children in his deadly eyes.Im full-on stalking this monstrous guy as he charts the migration of fire-beasts spending countless unbillable hours in the wildlands watching his every attractive move. What is wrong with me?When I trip and break my ankle my hot target finds me with my ass in the dirt doing the full-on ugly cry. And he lifts me in his massive red arms and carries me back to his tent! Hes caring for me and I think he really likes me. Basically its a dream come true.But what happens when Bane discovers hes brought his stalker home?And he finds out who I really am what I really do and who I work for?*cries*
language: English
title: His Human Stalker
publisher: None