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How could she forget a man who looked like that.
The guy was tall and muscled, big-boned, and broad-shouldered. But there wasn’t an ounce of fat on him. His hair was as black as a raven, not quite shoulder length, and curling slightly at its ends. But it wasn’t just his hair or his strong body that captured her, not just the impressive hands attached to his body. It was his eyes. Dark eyes they stared at her—hypnotized her as he spoke to her.
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