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And, Jasmine noted, a spark of interest had flared in his dark green eyes that not only hadn’t undressed her with lascivious speculation, but hadn’t even looked below her chin, except to determine her name, which put him on a pedestal as far as she was concerned.

She considered the other candidates she’d met over the past six months, each of them flawed in some way. Potential Donor 1, who she’d decided wasn’t tall enough; Donor 2, whose ears were too large; Donor 3, whose eyes were too brooding; Donor 4, who wore turtlenecks all the time—what had he been hiding?

Jasmine recognized the alleged flaws for the excuse they were—to avoid making her plan a reality. But now there was Patrick, who was tall enough, had great ears, smiling eyes and a strong, suntanned neck.

He was perfect. Perhaps too perfect?