his
dark
eyes.
She
also
saw
the
impressive
shape
of
his
lips
and
his
well-toned,
broad
chest
that
was
sprinkled
with
dark
curly
hair.
And
it
wasn’t
helping
matters
that
they
were
both
naked
in
bed,
with
him
leaning
on
his
elbow
and
looming
over
her.
She
closed
her
eyes
and
shook
her
head.
The
man
was
too
handsome
for
his
own
good…or
for
hers.
“Tell
me,”
he
whispered,
then
leaned
down
and
placed
a
soft
kiss
on
her
bare
shoulder.
“Tell
me
why,
in
this
day
and
age,
a
twenty-six
year
old
woman
would
still
be
a
virgin.”
She
met
his
gaze.
“Because
women
in
this
day
and
age
have
choices,”
she
said
slowly,
then
asked.
“Have
you
ever
taken
a
love
compatibility
quiz?”
Storm
arched
his
brow.
“A
what?”
She
smiled
at
the
confused
look
on
his
face.
“A
love
compatibility
quiz.
There’s
a
site
on
the
Internet
where
you
can
go
and
take
this
quiz
if
you’re
looking
for
Mr.
or
Miss
Right.
Well,
after
a
few
dates
with
losers—men
who
lacked
confidence
but
had
plenty
of
arrogance
and
who
also
acted
as
if
it
was
a
foregone
conclusion
that
our
date
would
end
in
my
bed—I
decided
to
take
the
quiz
and
my
results
indicated
that
my
Mr.
Right
didn’t
exist.”
Storm
frowned
down
at
her.
Would
he
ever
understand
women?
“You’ve
been
avoiding
a
serious
relationship
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