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She wouldn’t trade this man for anything …

Bree looked over and saw that Charlie was in fact staring. His eyes never leaving her, never wavering.

She was acutely aware that he could have glanced down to the tops of her pushed-up breasts, to her barely covered thighs. If he had he would have noticed the intermittent tremors, the pink skin she felt sure was not just on her cheeks but the tips of her ears.

It was unbearably sexy, that stare, his dark eyes so large, unblinking. As if he could see more than his share, more than she wanted him to.

As every second ticked by, the heat intensified, until she couldn’t take it any longer.

“I’ve got a window in my bedroom,” Charlie finally said, his voice—still low and rumbly—moving through her like distant thunder. “I want to take your dress off slowly. Let it fall down your body.”

He reached for her. “I’ve been wondering for hours what’s underneath …”