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136 pages, Kindle Edition
First published February 6, 2015
“What of you?”Written January 1, 2016
She cocked her head, wondering what he meant by the odd inflection of his question. “Me?” She waved a hand. “I am the least memorable woman you’ll ever meet.”
“I disagree.” His eyes bored into her. “I have never forgotten you.”
“Dread that she would meet some other man and see in him all the joy of life that he lacked.
“I will see you home.” The words came out all wrong, with gruff emphasis on the word will. One look at her, and he lost all chance at serenity. Because he had never in his life cared whether anyone liked him. He’d never thought about it. Until her.”
“She cocked her head. The ribbon tied beneath her chin glinted dully in the light. “Have I said something wrong?”
“No."
“I have.” She stepped closer. “You are the most inscrutable man I have ever met.”
He laughed. No mirth at all.
“I’m quite serious.” She studied him. “No.” Her quiet voice lanced through him. “Don’t look away. Not when I am about to understand you.”
“Are you certain you wish to?” He held her gaze, and the silence of his hunting box became unendurable. He fixed in his head an image of her in his bed. Nude. And of him, there to touch, and taste, experiencing that moment when his prick slid into her body. Her. Not any woman, but her. Specifically. The woman who made him see beauty where he’d once seen only duty.”