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A naked man was probably the last thing Victoria expected to find in Nanna’s farmhouse, but at the top of the stairs when the bedroom door swung open at her touch, there he was. Tall, dark and handsome. Every woman’s fantasy. Mere inches away, water dripped from his curls onto some very impressive shoulders, then trickled down to the hair that spread lightly across his muscular chest trailing down to...Oh my god.
Behind him, Vicky glimpsed curtains blowing gently at an open window. Her eyes returned to the man who had no business being there. This is so not right.
“Who the hell are you, and what are you staring at?” he barked.
Stunned, Vicky lifted her eyes to his. Man and woman stood motionless for a beat. Then everything began to move. Taking two quick steps back, she managed a weak high-pitched yelp. Then she stumbled sideways grunting in pain as her forehead slammed into the bedroom door jam. As she careened toward the stairs, her mind raced. Everything’s all wrong. What’s he doing here? Am I in the wrong house?
A small old-fashioned throw rug decorated the upstairs hallway. It looked innocent enough, but when her right foot landed on it, the rug slid on the polished wood in one direction while she tumbled, arms flailing, in the other. One shoe flew from her foot, bouncing and skittering down the steps. As she fell, she was vaguely aware of someone shouting and her cell phone ringing from inside her purse. The back of her head hit the hardwood with a loud “thunk”, before everything went dark.