Josefina looked around, dazed and utterly befuddled.

She blurted out, "Oliver, how did I end up at your place?"

Oliver sat up in bed, a silk comforter sliding from his chest down to his waist. There he sat, his torso exuding strength, his abs well-defined, oozing raw masculinity.

One thought looped in Josefina's mind: Oliver looked like the epitome of virility.

She shook her head, trying to dispel the unsettling notion.

Oliver caught her slight gesture, his gaze piercing as he asked, "What's on your mind?"

With a defensive edge, Josefina replied, "I'm wondering why you brought me here with less than noble intentions."

robust waist.

grab her slender arms. He lifted Josefina's hands above her head, controlling her body as she looked on with

from hers, allowing Josefina a clear view

curved into a graceful arc, and his eyes sparkled with mischief as he scrutinized her face, his voice deep and seductive,

you slept in my master suite while I took the guest room. You came into my room, climbed into my bed, and fell asleep on my chest. Josie, are you sure

could never do such a thing. Sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ FindNøvᴇl.nᴇt

I've been complimented on it, told that I don't move an

look flashed in Oliver's eyes as he stared into hers and asked pointedly, "Who

aback by the swift change in his mood. What was he getting at?

roughness, Oliver

open the door, and bolted. Despite her strength, it was clear

men's pajama set. Blushing furiously, she contemplated

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