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It had been one hell of a day, though. Driving through a blizzard. Pulling an unconscious woman out of a snowbound car. Finding out that that woman didn’t remember who she was. Bringing that woman home with him…

Definitely not a run-of-the-mill day. But no real reason to shave at the end of it, either. So why was he doing it?

Because in just a few minutes he’d be seeing her again.

That was the crux of things, wasn’t it? She was a beautiful woman. Trim and petite, with those perky little breasts just hinting from behind her shirt in a way that stirred a man up without even trying. And all that red hair. And skin like porcelain. And those soft, pink lips.

Oh, yeah, those lips…