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"I instinctively hid myself back into the shadows. Even then, the man’s dark eyes were still on mine, locked in like an eagle on a mouse. I quickly appraised his face: black arched brows and sharp cheekbones, slim nose, broad, masculine jaw and a trimmed beard. If you asked someone to tell you what a “man” was, I was certain he’d be their description.
That was until his lip curled up in a snarl, directed right at me."
Freaking heel click! The husband called me a fan girl last night because I went into rave mode when he asked me something about a Karina book. If he only knew, if he only knew..
