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Island Fantasy
Until now.
For some reason, though he’d just met her, he felt a really strong attraction to her. And yes, she was beautiful, but it was more than that.
Donovan didn’t know where things might lead with Shayna, if they led anywhere at all. But after two long years as a single man, the part of him he thought had died along with Nina had suddenly come back to life.
Long after he’d left to go on his excursion, Shayna couldn’t get Donovan off her mind. She sat on her lounge chair, hardly retaining what she read because she couldn’t stop thinking about the man.
She still felt bad for being so gruff with him. Honestly, there was no excuse for that. Clearly, her emotions were frayed after the stressful ordeal with Vince. She would have to make a concerted effort not to take her frustration out on anyone else.
But there was another reason why she kept thinking about Donovan. One she didn’t really want to admit to herself.
So she began to read her novel again, but about a minute later, she realized that her eyes were merely passing over the words without truly following the story. Her heart fluttering a little, Shayna lowered the book and let her mind go where it wanted to.
Back to Donovan.
It wasn’t just that she felt bad about how she’d spoken to him. If she was honest with herself, she couldn’t get him off her mind because of the shocking knowledge that he was single.
When she’d assumed he was married, she’d considered him safe. She could watch him from afar, appreciate his utterly sexy body and not have to worry about a flirtation developing.
But now…
Now, not only was Donovan unmarried but he seemed interested in getting to know her.
Shayna rolled her eyes at the thought. Who was she fooling? He might have been interested—but surely she’d turned him off with her attitude.
Which was just as well.
Because she couldn’t deny that there was something about the man, something that intrigued her. Far more than it should for a woman who should, right now, be Mrs. Vince Danbury.
Vince… Shayna snorted in derision at the mere thought of him. It was amazing how, with his betrayal, she no longer saw him as attractive. And even on his best day, he didn’t compare to Donovan.
An image of Donovan came into Shayna’s mind again, and to her surprise she felt a little tingle in her stomach. He’d looked so incredibly breathtaking when he’d walked toward her after coming from the pool. Beads of water had glistened on his smooth, dark chest. With only swimming trunks on, she’d gotten an unrestricted view of his well-defined abs, wide shoulders, and brawny arms. The man had zero body fat and muscles in all the right places. Which included those strong thighs of his.
He honestly looked as though he could have been cast from a mold for the perfect man.
He was the kind of man who drew women’s eyes from across the room, which was no doubt why she’d been drawn to him last night. He was movie-star handsome with a winning smile that would melt any woman’s heart.
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