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while, studying her. She had a lovely, heart-shaped face framed by golden, wavy, shoulder-length hair. The locks caressed her rosy cheeks as she moved her head to better study the map on the table. Her mouth and eyes were her strongest features. Her eyes were as blue as a cloudless, winter sky. Her lips were full and naturally red. He noticed she didn’t wear make-up but her natural coloring didn’t require any. The reading glasses gave her a serious look. She looks too serious for such a young beauty .
    Declan had been fighting his primal instincts since she had walked into the bar. There was something about that girl that moved him in ways he hadn’t been moved in a long time. He didn’t have time to look into those feelings, he needed to work. He put the lustful thoughts aside, pushed the x-rated images of steamed eyeglasses knocked askew by knee-melting kisses to the back of this mind, and cleared his throat to call her attention. When she looked up at him, a dreamy expression in those gorgeous eyes, he almost forgot himself and did something stupid like bending down and kissing her senseless. He felt the familiar tug of desire, the heat traveling down his body, and did his best to ignore it.
    “Food won’t take long, miss,” he nodded to the map. “Do you need any help getting around town? Can I give you any suggestions?”
    “Please, call me Keira,” she said as she made an effort to concentrate on his words rather than the musical tones of his accent or the movement of his tempting lips. “I’ve visited some places. I’m planning my day tomorrow,” she found it increasingly difficult to speak but managed to answer him. “Last day in Dublin, so I want to make the most of it.”
    “What have you seen so far?”
    “Trinity College, Dublin Castle, Christ Church and St. Patrick’s Cathedrals, and Guinness Storehouse,” was her slurred answer. His smile didn’t help clear her fuzzy mind.
    Declan seemed amused and his bright smile did funny things to the butterflies in Keira’s stomach. She looked down at the map because it was easier talking to him that way than having to fight with herself to concentrate on anything, while looking into his mesmerizing eyes.
    Keira hadn’t had much experience with men in her young life, and almost zero interaction with gorgeous men like Declan. She didn’t know what to do with herself and her shyness got worse when she was embarrassed. Add a dizzy, drunken head to the equation and the result was that pile of raw nerves sitting on the cushioned seat and trying to act as a normal person.
    Get a grip on yourself, girl , that little voice made her comeback inside her head. Only, this time, Keira agreed with it.
    She took a deep breath and looked up at him. Big mistake. Her ears started ringing and her mouth got dry. She ran the tip of her tongue over her parched lips to soothe them but the movement drew his eyes to her mouth and she felt faint at the intensity she saw in his stare. She heard a soft moan but wasn’t sure whose it was – hers or his. Time stood still as their eyes locked.
    Declan forced himself to move and break the spell. That wasn’t the place or the time to get silly over a pretty face. He stretched his hand towards the map, “Do you mind if I take it?”
    She handed him the paper instead of answering him.
    “I can suggest some places tourists don’t know about,” he said as he grabbed his pen and scribbled the names of some restaurants, pubs, museums and even some stores.
    “I’ll have a busy day tomorrow,” she laughed when he gave the map back to her.
    “But you’ll have fun,” his voice was thick because her laughter had made his body react in a very uncomfortable way. “I’ll check if the food is ready. I’ll be right back.”
    He almost ran out of the bar because he needed a breather. Instead of going to the kitchen, Declan went to the employees’ restroom and splashed some cold water in his burning face. There was another part of