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She was too stunning for words.

Her flame-red hair was wild about her shoulders. The new do made her normally pale skin glow and look more beautiful than he’d ever imagined. And her glistening lips were…overwhelmingly kissable.

His mouth went dry at the thought. His gaze seemed to have a mind of its own as it roved down the length of her, over the curve of her tiny waist that flowed right on down into flared hips.

An hourglass. She was a soft, luscious hourglass.

He choked as the startling thought lodged in his throat like some inhaled morsel of food.

Immediately, Rachel was clapping him on the back. “You okay?” she asked.

He was trying to flee. From what, he had no clue. He worked with her in the office every single weekday. But she’d never had this kind of effect on him before….