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Оглавление“Excuse me?”
“You heard me,” Everett said with a smile as he reached for another piece of heaven on that platter. He popped it into his mouth and chewed as he watched her intently. He was clearly waiting on an answer.
“I—I can’t,” she finally said. Awareness of him prickled across her skin and made her uncomfortable.
“Why not?”
“Are you always this persistent?”
“When someone is trying to avoid me, I am.”
“And I’m trying to avoid you?”
He smiled. “You know you are. And there’s no need. I don’t bite.”
Mariah wasn’t so sure about that. Everett Myers looked like just the sort of man she should steer clear of. He radiated a sexual magnetism so potent that she shifted, restless on her feet.
“I’m waiting,” he said, folding his arms across his amazingly broad chest. His voice was slow and seductive.
Mariah couldn’t help but notice how defined he was. With his football player physique, he looked as if he spent a great amount of time at the gym pumping iron. Everett Myers was sinfully sexy and he smelled equally divine.
