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Will you do me a favor?” Declan asked.tIf he looked at her with those dark, intoxicating eyes, she was likely to do anything he asked.t”Maybe.”t”Any more dreams you have, no matter how small, will you tell me about them?”t”Even the ones that star you?” The almost flirty quiestion slipped out before she could stop herself.tA slow grin spread across his fallen-angel face. The man just looked as if he wanted to do wicked things — and she’d let him.t”Especially those.
