It wasn’t often that Tom was so unkempt. He’d removed his shirt when the fire reached its blistering peak and had not bothered to put it back on. His hair was frizzed and wildly curled and yet still retained a regal flair. In fact, Tom was just as imposing and handsome while covered in grime. Harry’s stomach twisted with annoyance and — he was rather ashamed to admit it — envy.

Of Your Making

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Leigh MacArthur


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