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CHAPTER THIRTY FIVE

She was a Rhodes and when Rhodes’ were all about living life to the hilt, should he be worried about the fact that now she’d turned around, her mouth was short inches from his when he was standing too close for comfort? How distressing to note, that as he felt the brush of her nightgown against his legs, he was worried but pulling away didn’t come into this.

It had thrown him seeing Destiny Rhodes on the staircase—he wanted to blame Rose making him jumpy, making him think it was her—but it didn’t justify the primal urge that had swept as he’d slammed his hand against the door.