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The for, the lines of ingrained fatigue vanished, and there were no dark hollows underneath her distinctive grey-green eyes any more—eyes that ide-set and luminous under finely arched brows Her hair had obviously been washed, cut and styled, and was pinned up loosely, with delicate tendrils fra her face She’d had a ered hand holding together the edges of her towelling robe, which was doing nothing to conceal the deep vee of s line of her slender throat
Without the slightest effort on his part, Xandros felt the start of a low, purring reaction stirring in him that came out of pure, unadulterated, raw masculine instinct
Because there was soht to a wo robe and looking the way she was looking now He had spent the evening dining well and drinking soe port to follow, and so about the moment was really very
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The low purr intensified and he al finger down that deep vee of her robealmost let his other hand lift to her face, cup the delicate line of her jaw, tilt up her chin so that he could close in on her and lower his mouth to hersto touch and taste those silken parted lips
Thee mou! Am I insane?
He hauled his ard thoughts away
It’s out of the question—totally out of the question!
Having anything to do with Stavros’s English daughter other than the barest minimum was unthinkable
‘Good,’ he said briskly, and continued in the same manner ‘I stopped by to tell you that we’ll need to head for the airport after lunch So you can have the e will book a personal shopper for you at one of the departs up Don’t worry about how to pay I’ll cover it with the store directly for now and sort it with your father later’
He would take a particular pleasure in sending a hefty bill to Stavros—and not just because the -time He was pretty damn sure that Stavros had known he’d be dishter was Ariadne—cultured and couture-clad—had been eminently suitable as a Lakaris brideunlike her ill-dressed, downtrodden, impoverished London-born half-sister
It would have a Xandros’s predicted disco so unlikely a bride in order to achieve the er he wanted
His htened Yes, well, not only had he no intention whatsoever of ames of his own It would a the way the daughter of one of Greece’s richest men should look Deliver her—and walk away
Because Stavros Coustakis was not going to gale time more He was done with it Done