155.Chapter 155

Valerie's first instinct was to check the front of her car. Seeing no scratches or dents, she let out a small sigh of relief. Then, a low groan of pain caught her attention.

She looked down and saw a tall man lying in front of her car. He was dressed simply—a black fitted turtleneck and tailored dress pants.

One glance was enough to tell he was someone who worked out regularly. And judging by his