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379 pages, Paperback
First published June 30, 2009




“That presupposes that I want him in my sight for the rest of the day,” Olivia said tartly.
“Then you’re stuck with me, I’m afraid.”
She looked at him.
He looked at her.
She opened her mouth to speak.
He smiled.
She started wondering why she was fighting so hard.
“Very well,” she said, finally moving out of the doorway and into the room. “I suppose it can’t hurt.”
“I can’t help it,” he said, his words ticklish against her skin. She could hear the smile in his voice. He sounded happy.
She felt happy. And more.
“You were there,” he said, one of his hands moving down her side, around her back. “You were there, and I had to kiss you, and that’s all there was to it.”
Forget the flowery words of Miss Butterworth’s mad baron. That was the most romantic thing Olivia had ever heard.
“You exist,” he said, his voice deepening with desire. “Ergo, I need you."
No, that was the most romantic thing.