Toffee was just a girl in Marc Pillsworth's dreams--until he awoke one day to find the dream a reality. Toffee leaned back against the tree and passed a slender hand through her red hair. As her arm relaxed, she let it fall carelessly about Marc's neck. Lazily, her green eyes traced his profile and found it, if not classic, highly satisfactory.…
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