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Brenda Jackson
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“I take it you had a nice flight here?”
She blinked upon realizing he had spoken. She
glanced across the room at him and felt a sweet
craving invade her body. The man was simply gorgeous
and exuded a degree of sensuality that
should be outlawed. He was wearing an expensive
tailored shirt with a pair of dark slacks. He was tall
and lean. His shoulders were broad and his hips
narrow. What a body! She didn’t want to think
about that same body, naked and in bed with her,
flesh to flesh.
“Taylor?”
It was then she realized she hadn’t answered his
question. She pulled in a rather shaky sigh. “Yes, it
was nice. What about yours?”
He stood beside the sofa. His hair was loose and
flowing around his shoulders and his feet were
braced apart, again making her conscious of what a
good-looking man he was and what a fine physique
he had. He was in great shape and she would
undoubtedly find out just how great later that night.
“The same. I took a nap so now I’m pretty well
rested.”
Taylor swallowed. Was he giving her fair warning?
His expression was inscrutable and she couldn’t
tell by his eyes what he was thinking.
“What’s this?” he asked, picking up the gift bag
off the sofa.
She looked at the bag he had in his hand. “That’s