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If only he earing a shirt Or anything Touching that bronzed skin felt intrusive, intimate
‘For goodness’ sake, are you woers into a fist
‘Hello’ She reached over and took a tentative hold of one firainst her hand ‘Wake up’ She gave a little shake but it was like shaking a statue
All she wanted was to sit at her desk and start working Alone Was that too h her systeed and irritated and in need of a sit-down and a coffee She’d had enough Officially
Polly turned and walked crisply towards her s of the loud tap of her heels The door swung open to reveal a wide, airy space with room for coats and shoes plus a walk-in wardrobe where Polly stored a selection of outfits for the frequent occasions where she went straight frolance, relieved to see no trace of Raff’s presence It was as if he had been wiped out of the store’s memory
That was fine by her He hadto do with Rafferty’s—and although they were twins they had never been good at sharing
Another door led into the well-equipped bathroolance at the walk-in shower before grabbing a glass fro sure the cold tap ran for a few seconds first for maximum chill Then, quickly so that she didn’t lose her nerve, she swivelled on her heel andover the interloper
He hadsupine, half on his back, half on his side revealing , thick lashes lay peacefully on cheekbones so finely sculpted it looked as if a antly above
His wide htly parted Sensual, a little voice whispered to Polly A mouth made for sin
She ignored the voice And she ignored the slight jibe of her conscience; she needed hientler methods then what choice did she have?
Resolutely Polly held the glass up over themoment she held it still so that the water was perfectly balanced right at the rie
And then she allowed her hand topoint, a perfect strea like rain onto the peacefully slu face below
Polly didn’t quite knohat to expect; anger, shock, contrition or even no reaction at all He was so very deeply asleep after all But what she didn’t expect was for one red-rimmed eye to lazily open, for a sly well-cut rab her wrist