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By the looks of the cuts, I'd have a few more scars to add to the others I'd received over the years fro to keep up with my brother, as older by four years, I'd received a fair number of scars My knees had first been christened when I tried to pogo stick after he did and fell ingloriously Then, there were the stilts… My bottoh it

After I re broken when le up tofeet into the rear of the building, gasping each time I p

ut pressure on et inside I took the service elevator up to the top floor to my father's apartment I entered as once-upon-a-ti to sneak into the bathroom and tendthe financial elite and asking for handouts for Nigel's charity

I hopped down the hall to the bathroom only to find that Dr Delish hierous is at my father's fundraiser? Doctors Without Borders –to be witness to my ineptitude

He spied me before I could turn and hop away, my nylons torn, palms, ankle and knees bloody

"You're hurt," he said and frowned, co at the heels I held in one hand "Those shoes again?"

"Yes" Of all people to see me, he had to be the one "I fell outside in the alley The heel of my shoe broke"

Up close, he was devastatingly handsome, and when our eyes met, I swear heat rose in my face like mercury in a thermometer I had this instant response that my consciousMate with this one He's got the goods

My response was purely animalistic

Absolutely gorgeous, he was tall but not too tall, about six feet co instead of that in the pub, his hair was almost black, his brows and eyelashes as well, and his eyes were that blue which reean off the coast of Corfu Fair skin A thin layer of whiskers covered his chin and jaw A face of such syles but his ine thatover my skin…

All of this registered in the rey silk suit jacket, which was open to reveal a crisp white linen shirt and grey tie, the fabrics all the best quality He had good taste in clothes, and the money to feed it

"Here," he said and put his arm under mine and then he actually picked me up

"Whoa," I said, trying to resist, hating to be carried by anyone "You don’t have to pick me up"

"Don't worry You're light as a feather You've probably sprained your ankle"

My hands went around his neck and I o inches from his face, my own face hot with embarrassment He found my parent's bedroom at the rear of the apart across from me My dress had hiked up, the tops of arters on display for him to see