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Naturally I find you surrounded by warm clouds and billowing white cloths, Val drawled in her ear, making her jump.She whirled to find him standing right behind her. He wore slate blue today, the color neatly severe on him, his curling golden hair clubbed neatly back, his azure eyes watching her alertly for any weakness.Oh, God, he'd had his on her most intimate parts last night. What had possessed her to let him do that? It was of she'd been in some sort of sensual dream. The hot bath, his words, his hands, his ...He smiled and she knew, she absolutely that knew what she was thinking about.

Elizabeth Hoyt

Naturally I find you surrounded by warm clouds and billowing white cloths, Val drawled in her ear, making her jump.She whirled to find him standing right behind her. He wore slate blue today, the color neatly severe on him, his curling golden hair clubbed neatly back, his azure eyes watching her alertly for any weakness.Oh, God, he'd had his on her most intimate parts last night. What had possessed her to let him do that? It was of she'd been in some sort of sensual dream. The hot bath, his words, his hands, his ...He smiled and she knew, she absolutely that knew what she was thinking about.

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About Elizabeth Hoyt

Elizabeth Hoyt is the pen name of Nancy M. Finney. Hoyt is a New York Times bestselling author of historical romance. She also writes contemporary romance under the name Julia Harper. She lives in central Illinois with her husband and two children.