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Beth stilled, knowing from the closeness of Raphael’s voice that he was standing just behind her.

‘Beth?’

She turned to face him, wavering slightly as she found that Raphael was standing only inches away from her, those piercing blue eyes still narrowed in his harshly chiselled face.

Her eyes flashed darkly. ‘What more do you want from me?’

What did Raphael want from this woman?

It was easy to imagine making love to her: kissing those delectable and poutingly stubborn lips, enjoying and pleasuring those lean, silkily slender curves, caressing and tasting the fullness of her breasts.

Oh, yes—it was all too easy for Raphael to imagine making slow and leisurely love with Beth Blake.

But the sister of his best friend, the daughter of the couple who had long ago taken him in as one of their own…?

No, Raphael could only ever be the man who stood in silent watch over that woman—who ensured, for her family’s sake, that no harm came to her ever again.