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Kensley could not believe her eyes, which resulted in her continuously staring at the man, looking utterly stupid as she did so.
He was perfect in every way, and she kept looking... well, gawking at him to make sure she was actually seeing what she thought she was seeing.
Baby blue eyes, which turned almost closed when he smiled. Perfect height, under six feet, so not overwhelmingly tall, but rather overly muscular, yes, he was bursting out of his shirt, and oh boy, were those suspenders running over his shoulders and sticking out of his jacket?
Tick. Tick. Tick.
But the crowning glory to complete everything was his beard. Full. Red. With an imperial mustache the likes of which she had never seen on any man in real life before.
A huge Tick.
Still smiling at her while she gaped at him, he closed the distance between them.
She could not believe she had foundhimhere in Hunter McLeod's magnificent house out of every other place in the world.
What were the chances? Was her sole acquaintance with Hunter only to stumble upon this one man? She needed to think and had to come up with a good strategy that wouldn’t scare him away.
She was still mutely staring at the man when Hunter came upon them. Her body answered his presence with the usual tightening of her nipples and slow burn drenching of her fresh panties. Damn him.
But with everything going on inside her—all the excitement at the perfect rare find in this new stranger she had just set eyes on, coupled with her dire urgency to speak to Marcy immediately—Hunter was the only man who could strip her bare and take her breath away, displace her a thousand seas over and then make her body want to bend to his will for a lifetime and more.
She had started to slip, and she hadn’t fully realized the dangerous ground she was treading.
Chapter Eighteen
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It took Hunter secondsto analyze the situation into which he had walked. His jaw clenched as irritation spread under his skin.
Kensley was already red-faced and flustered even before he had entered his study after coming back from an early visit to his offices in the city. That Dashner Gabe had been the cause of her reaction irked him more than he had ever been irked in all his life.
“McLeod, man,” Dash said cheerfully. He knew the man well enough to know that his easy smile came with a slight twist of confusion that was basically asking Hunter, silently, why she was looking at him that way.
Still, he grunted at the man he had called his best friend and continued to watch Kensley as the blush in her cheeks continued to flourish.
“What? Aren't you going to introduce me to the little lovely?” Dash asked, clearly reading Hunter’s engulfing annoyance and also deciding to play him a little.
