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He was staring at her again, the way he had all morning, making her nervous. Donna was beginning to think that he wanted to make her squirm. If it wasn’t for the fact that Tom Reynolds was her fiance’s best friend, she would have confronted him with what he was doing.
Donna just wished he would stop staring at her. There was something in his long, lingering looks that made her more nervous than she could ever remember being. After all, she was Donna Anderson, the most beautiful and popular girl in her whole graduating class. She was supposed to make men nervous, not the other way around. Obviously this self-centered friend of her husband-to-be hadn’t taken a good look at her yet.
Tom didn’t seem nervous about her at all, though. If anything, there was something that seemed vaguely mocking about the way he looked at her and talked to her as though she were some kind of child. Her fiance, Ryan Irving, had told her Tom was one of the most successful young executives in the country, that they’d been friends since they were children, and that she should do her best to make a good impression. Donna had tried, but the truth was that she didn’t like the tall, dark-eyed man.
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