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Оглавление“Get out of my bedroom!”
Like lightning to a rod, his blue-eyed gaze zeroed in on her bare shoulders and silky white negligee.
Scowling, Lindsey pulled up the covers around her neck. “Go away, Alex. I think we’ve both said enough for one evening—”
“You’re right,” he said, surprising her by agreeing.
“We’ve said too much. That’s the problem.”
With his shirt unbuttoned and his shirt cuffs rolled up to reveal strong forearms, he looked disheveled and dangerous.
Lindsey shivered with trepidation.
He stepped closer to her bed. “I said some things that were totally out of line. I don’t know what came over me.”
She knew. They were in a romantic paradise, alone for the first time in their lives without a chaperone.
“Still friends?”
She nodded. He sighed his relief. “Thank goodness.”
Then, before she knew what was happening, he enveloped her in a hug.... Liquid heat spilled through her veins. Alex was putting her through hormonal hell.
He pulled away, but didn’t release her. For a moment she was afraid he might kiss her.
Afraid he wouldn’t.
