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It was positively sickening, the way her body reacted to seeing his gorgeous disorderly hair across the Entrance Hall upon her arrival on the twenty-ninth of August. But if the fluttering in her chest was bad, then the warmth in her stomach at the sight of his broad, well-defined body was mortifying enough to make her The Gray Lady’s new roommate.
Okay. That was, perhaps, a bit of an exaggeration. She wasn’t that starved for his attention—or any male attention in particular. She could be a perfectly respectful colleague of his, not a lecherous ogler.
“All right, Evans?” he asked, the familiar mirth sparkling in his eyes when he finally crossed the hall to greet her.
Fucking Merlin.