Instead, with his rumpled black hair, sun-bronzed skin, and altogether too penetrating gaze, Mr. Thornhill rather resembled a swashbuckling pirate or one of the roguish antiheroes in the penny novels she’d been so fond of reading as a girl. A woman could easily become infatuated with such a man. Especially as Mr. Thornhill was not merely handsome. He was tall and powerfully made.
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