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If Hugh wished to be completely honest with himself he’d admit what was really keeping him awake.

Daphne.

His thoughts were consumed by her. A second kiss with a promise of passion equal to the first had done it. He’d counted how many times she’d poured herself brandy. Only three times, and all had been short pourings, not enough to explain her response to him. No, she’d chosen this kiss with a clear mind.

Had he gone too far? He’d meant only to touch her.

Hadn’t he?

His masculine urges were surging, unleashed by that kiss. She was not far—a few steps. He could find his way. By God, she drew him so strongly he believed he could find his way even without his cane.