Shot back to reality with a vengeance by that reminder, Miah slid off the bed as if she had been jabbed by a hot poker. Realising in mortification that, aside of a wispy bra and a pair of torn knickers, she had no clothes to put back on, she snatched at the bedspread and yanked violently at it to haul it from under the big bronzed length of him where he lay in an infuriatingly relaxed post-coital sprawl. Concealing herself within its folds, Miah was furiously aware of Alexander’s unashamedly amused scrutiny.“What is hidden is always more intriguing, sweetheart,” he murmured with silken approbation. “And much more appealing to a man like me than a short skirt and a low neckline—”She rolled her eyes, “Intriguing you is the very last thing on my mind!” Miah almost spat at him, a tempestuous fury building behind her embarrassment.With his brilliant eyes gleaming, his black hair ruffled and blue-black stubble beginning to shadow his strong jaw line and highlight his shapely mouth, he
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