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“Merritt was about to reply, but she froze, her hand suspended in midair. The window happened to be positioned to mirror the opening of the next room with remarkable clarity. The naked form of Keir MacRae was reflected in the glass as he crossed the bedroom. She went hot and cold all over, riveted as he bent to take a pair of trousers from the leather trunk. His movements were easy, graceful with a sense of coiled power, and that body- "You're going to work through the night without any dinner at all?" she heard herself ask. -with those long, elegant expanses of tightly knit muscle and sinew- "I'll be fine," he said. -was magnificent. Fantasy wrought into flesh. And just before he fastened the trousers, she couldn't help noticing the man was incredibly endowed.” — Lisa Kleypas