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... rned to the door. He had already discarded his dark morning coat and his waistcoat. He removed the white linen shirt that was ruined by the dark red stain of spilled wine and was laid in a crumpled, discarded heap on the thick carpet.
He was entirely bare from the waist up.
Delaney stopped walking. She forgot how to breathe. She just stood there, her feet rooted to the ground.
Rowan, with his back to the door, looked exactly like a Greek God carved from warm, living marbl ...
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