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Chapter Eight

AVA

Gray eyes.

Bright gray eyes.

That was the first thing Ava noted, the minute she turned and stared back at the man who stood at the doorway.

She hadn't heard him come in, so she had gasped when she found him standing there gazing at her.

How long had he been standing there for?

Blinking hard against the masculine figure before her, she felt her heartbeat speed up and drum sporadically.

He wasn't anything like the gigantic portrait of himself that stood at the corner of the sitting room.

Gray hair. Gray beards. Fine lines. He wasn't anything like the kind of men Ava was used to seeing. For a man his age, he sure looked really breathtaking.

Heck! She hadn't seen a man like that. His streaking gray hair made him all the more formidable. Raising a hand to her throat, she swallowed and prayed he didn't hear and see how nervous she was.

Looking down sharply at herself, she was grateful for the apron that covered her ugly outfit. It was d
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