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You__e beautiful, Evie,_ came his soft comment. Having been raised by relations who had always lamented the garish color of her hair and the proliferation of freckles, Evie gave him a skeptical smile. __unt Florence has always given me a bleaching lotion to make my freckles vanish. But there__ no getting rid of them._ Sebastian smiled lazily as he came to her. Taking her shoulders in his hands, he slid an appraising glance along her half-clad body. __on__ remove a single freckle, sweet. I found some in the most enchanting places. I already have my favorites_ shall I tell you where they are?_ Disarmed and discomfited, Evie shook her head and made a movement to twist away from him. He wouldn__ let her, however. Pulling her closer, he bent his golden head and kissed the side of her neck. __ittle spoilsport,_ he whispered, smiling. ____ going to tell you anyway._ His fingers closed around a handful of the chemise and eased the hem slowly upward. Her breath caught as she felt his fingers nuzzling tenderly between her bare legs. __s I discovered earlier,_ he said against her sensitive throat, __here__ a trail inside your right thigh that leads to__ A knock at the door interrupted them, and Sebastian lifted his head with a grumble of annoyance. __reakfast,_ he muttered. __nd I wouldn__ care to make you choose between my lovemaking or a hot meal, as the answer would likely be unflattering.