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. With broad shoulders, narrow hips, his muscles were not overly bulky

He lifted Josefina's hands above her head, controlling her body as she looked on with a

Josefina a

arc, and his eyes sparkled with mischief as he scrutinized

Oliver halted. "Last night, 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

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sound sleeper. I've been complimented on it, told that I don't move an inch or hog the

as he stared into hers and asked pointedly, "Who said

his mood. What was he getting at? "You're hurting me." With her arms still raised and captured by Oliver's grip,

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she pushed him away, flung open the door, and bolted. Despite her strength,

pajama set. Blushing furiously, she contemplated whether Oliver had dressed her

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