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“Thank you,” she said softly She leaned over and pressed her lips

to his

Cian’s sratitude, wife,

becauseme”

Meg laughed, and they got up, dressed, and got ready to face the

day

Liadan O’Neill watched as the idiot, Cian, ran from the barn

toward the cottage He was naked, and there was no doubt he was a

man on a e

She had no idea why they had spent the night in the barn, but it

looked like they weretheir little lovefest inside

She had to admit, he was a lovely man He couldn’t help it He

looked exactly like his better half If Cian Finn had been anything like