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... that made her breath catch in her throat.
The den had been transformed.
Gone were the familiar afternoon shadows and comfortable domesticity.
Candles flickered from every surface.
Grayson stood near the center of the room, no longer the gentle man who had guided her hands through pasta dough just hours before.
His shirt was gone, baring the sculpted lines of his chest and the strong breadth of his shoulders. Every movement seemed deliberate, confident, ch ...
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