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“I thought blondes were supposed to be cool and unemotional.”
ОглавлениеWolf studied Lydia’s angry face with a superior frown.
“Mr. Strade, I—” She stopped abruptly as hot color flooded her pale, creamy skin.
“The name’s Wolf.”
Lydia glared at him. For some strange reason her body was determined to be aroused by a man she both disliked and disapproved of. But he was so cold, so self-contained. Didn’t anything touch him?
