at him, he was the most beautiful man she’d ever laid eyes on and her body was responding against her will.

‘Thirty, maybe? This is one of the bathrooms,’ she said, with another flick of the hand and walked quickly on to the master bedroom. She tried to be flippant. She didn’t want to become too personal with him. He was dangerous to the female species. Single, she assumed, hot, and probably could and would have any woman he wanted before moving onto the next. Just like the woman he had been with that night in the hotel. She had been all legs and perfection. Mia couldn’t understand why this terrifically handsome man had kept looking at her instead of his waif like, blonde, lady friend. In the end, she’d thought that maybe he was with his sister and he was just bored. Th...

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