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Gehan had been dreaming about her for three years. A
longing so deep filled him, it made the years of isolation
before meeting her pale in comparison. He remembered everything
about her. Her golden skin, her slanted, green eyes, her
luxurious red hair. Though to call that mass of fire red
was like calling the sky at sunset orange. The sound of
her voice, husky and richly accented, haunted his sleep.
He'd stolen a single touch, brushing his hand over her
cheek in farewell. The feel of her silky skin had kept
him awake for nights afterward.
He'd never thought to fall in love. Being honest with
himself, he wasn't sure if what he felt now was love or
simply obsession. She hadn't been the most beautiful woman
he'd ever seen, or the most elegant, or the most charming.
Why this woman? He couldn't explain what exactly had caught
his attention. Maybe it was the color of her hair. Maybe
it was the quiet way she'd greeted him, a known exile,
as if he were just another man. She possessed a strength
and compassion that stole his breath.
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