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Оглавление“Bree?”
She gasped at the sound of her name and turned from the window.
Austin stood naked except for his pajama pants, which rode low on his hips, looking sexier than he had earlier that night.
“Yes?”
“Why aren’t you in bed?”
His masculine scent reached out to Bree, sending her entire body into a heated tailspin.
“I thought you were sleeping,” she said, trying to stay in control.
A slow smile touched his lips and her body tingled in response.
The erratic pounding in her chest returned.
Had it truly ever left?
“I couldn’t sleep.” He rubbed a hand over his face. “You should probably try to get some rest. We have an early flight in the morning.”
Bree glanced down at her empty cup and came up with the perfect excuse to leave the living room. “I’ve finished my tea. Maybe sleep will come now.”
When she walked past him, Austin reached out, taking the cup from her hand and placing it on the end table before wrapping a strong arm around her waist and pulling her to him.
His head lowered to hers.
