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Even though she was so exhausted her eyes kept crossing, Gracie had a hard time drifting off to sleep. Not only did Mark’s story give her a lot to think about, but his naked body did, too. She felt the heat of his body, like a living firelog in the bed next to her. She kept as much distance as possible between them, clinging to the farthest edge of the bed.
It didn’t help. She was still acutely, exquisitely aware of Mark, his deep, even breaths, the occasional twitch of a muscle or stretch of a leg. This beautiful, magnetic man was in bed with her.
Okay, not in bed with her in the traditional, s****l sense. But most definitely in bed. Next to her. He’d promised not to touch her, which was the proper, gentlemanly thing to do. But it wasn’t at all what she wanted. Every second she’d sp
