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Flynn raked a hand through his dark hair as he continued, “Between two consenting adults, I might add. Now, if we’d ended up in bed I might be able to understand you feeling slightly…maneuvered.”

“I barely know you,” Marigold snapped.

Dark eyebrows rose mockingly. “Flynn Moreau, single and of sound mind,” he offered lazily. “Anything else you’d deem important?”

“Plenty.”

“Then we’ll have to see to that,” he said very softly.

He was interested in her? A man like him—successful, wealthy, charismatic and powerful? She couldn’t quite believe it….