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Having been practically shoved into the bedroo that had inadvertently wandered into his bedsit, necessitating i off when the sound of his footsteps heading towards the roo to attention by theOf course she had known that he wouldn’t be sunshine and light, not after his reaction to her perfectly innocent and well-intentioned birthday surprise She just hadn’t reckoned on this backlash of anger
‘You heard me! That ridiculous stunt of yours!’
The voice that could , that could drive her
‘It wasn’t a ridiculous stunt It was a birthday surprise I thought you’d like it’
‘Like you barging in unannounced and bursting out of a birthday cake? When I’ with people who could change the direction of my life?’
Megan chewed her lip and stared at hih he would happily throttle her given half a chance, he was still sinfully sexy Six foot two inches of gorgeous, head-turning masculinity, and all she wanted to do was coax him out of this black humour—because it was his birthday, after all, even if he had no desire to celebrate it
She risked a little s a birthday cake! I have the scars to prove it!’ No exaggeration there, she thought Her a up two boxes into so which, Megan had been assured, would work like clockwork One spring, and bingo! She would be revealed in all her glory! Her blonde curls had been tamed into a Marilyn Monroe format of soft waves, a mole had been perfectly positioned on one cheekbone, her full lips had been pri perfection
Needless to say they had not bargained on the full hour it had taken to be delivered in rush-hour traffic Nor had they foreseen the possibility that the cunning contraption e a swift and easy exit, so that once in Alessandro’s poky front roo tape when her legs were numb and her blood circulation virtually non-existent
It had all added up to an inglorious, fairly sha out of the box amidst a mass of screwed-up tape and crunched-up pink tissue paper—at which point she had been confronted by the eht of three ry boyfriend
‘I was supposed to be Marilyn Monroe,’ she expanded, when her smile failed to make headway
She gestured to her outfit, which had started off in la a black gloves and fishnet stockings The swi somewhere in said birthday cake, the shoes had been kicked off, and the fishnet tights now sported a long, unattractive rip down one leg Not soas Marilyn-on-Tour-of-War-duty