She squeezed her eyes shut for a second and looked down, to the source of all life below. “Please give me strength to not kill this man. Please.” “Why don’t you try?” Hugh offered. An inviting heat lit his eyes. “It might be fun.” Oh, it would be fun. He looked so good in the light, every line of his torso strong, every muscle defined. She liked it all, his crazy blue eyes, the stubble on his square jaw, his broad shoulders, his chest, his flat stomach… She liked his size, the arrogant way he sprawled in her chair, the power in his body, but even more, the power in his eyes. Everything about
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