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He couldn’t help hi and stared soazines, on telly But this was the first tiht she ’d be such a stunner in real life—so often these model types were actually a disappointment live and up close, without the benefit of tons ofBut in truth no photo could capture the dancing lights in her dark eyes, or the richness of colour in her long brown hair Hair that invited the touch of fingers, and that would feel like silk brushing across skin And nothing could prepare anyone for the perfection of her body—both sli

‘Bridget is on holiday I was told to work up here while she’s away’

Ja her presence to be able to speak much

‘I’ll redo that report’ The colour in her cheeks was deeper, she wouldn’t look him in the eye, and as she held out her hand for the document he saw it shook a little

It brought hie of coive her some sort of excuse, to ease her embarrassment ‘Some of the buttons on the keyboard are probably different in Europe

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She looked up at hi back down to take the report Apology shone in her eyes and so akin to—panic? ‘Must be’

Fascinated, he watched the dull red splotches spread over her lightly golden skin; his fingers itched to trace over the patterns—to see if it felt as hot as it looked Then he realised he was still holding onto the paper that she was trying to take back He let it go and in the sa But it had been a bit of a shock—she really was soht—da

He shook his head, wanting to flick away the haze But all he could see was red—the colour of temptation

It was interesting how someone who must be so used to scrutiny still had an all-over body blush like that It never showed in the photos of her It must be airbrushed out

He retreated into his office and told hi blushes or not, he didn’t want her taking up any of his brain space She ay too beautiful for him—the kind of woman every man would want and one ould want the attention of every

Liss let out the breath that had been held so long her lungs were bursting She flung back in the chair like a rag doll So that was Jained her hotel tycoon boss to be fifty-ish, a little squat, balding Not htly unruly dark brown hair He was gorgeous He was eous, and when she’d looked into his eyes she’d seen theto reach out to touch him—to capture it and keep it