![]() ![]() ![]() There was elegance to her, a refinement that enveloped her whether she was in the garden in cutoff jean shorts and a tank top or at a black-tie event in a floor-length gown with diamond earrings dangling from her ears. Her chestnut-colored eyes were large and had an almost imperceptible slant, giving her an exotic look. Her thick brown hair, almost the exact shade as his, fell to her shoulders. It was as if she was embarrassed by her beauty. It was one of the hundreds of things he’d missed about her. “Stop.” She didn’t like being complimented for her physical appearance, even by him. His gaze slowly traveled the length of her naked body, which, thanks to almost daily trips to the local yoga studio and her running routine, was still lean and fit at forty-one. ![]() “It’s almost five.” Lina was getting out of bed when he stepped out of the bathroom. If he was dreaming, he didn’t want to wake up. Phil Hunter stepped out of the shower and wrapped a towel around his waist. ![]()
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