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”With a glance over at his desk, Caitlin nodded towards the pen he’d been making notes with.“Found the gift I left you?”“What?”“Your pen... I sweetened it for you.”Brad wrinkled his nose in confusion. If his sister’s plan was just to confuse him, it was certainly working. Her whole attitude had changed ... and, now that he looked closer, so had her choice of clothing.Caitlin normally slept in a nightie - once upon a time, her choices had been more revealing, but as he’d slowly given up on masking. Charlotte was taken aback at its richness. He kicked the door shut without ever taking his eyes off her. Smiled that Cheshire smile of his and quite literally rubbed his hands together as he took in the view of her, standing brazenly, if a little drunkenly before him, daring him to take her. "You'd better get out of those wet clothes, before you catch your death" he said lazily. “ Wet clothes. . . ?” Charlotte began to say in a puzzled voice, when she realised what he meant by it. A triumphant. More

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