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AFTER HANGING UP the clothes they’d bought, Lance brought a bowl of strawberries to Verena. Bubbles were up to her chin and she was humming along with the music. He smiled at her, thinking she was the most genuine, beautiful woman he’d ever known.
She’d been knocked down hard and didn’t deserve it. If she’d give him a chance, he’d gladly spend the rest of her life making it up to her.
Sitting on the edge of the tub, he picked out the juiciest, most succulent berry and held it out to her. He’d had a fruit plate delivered with the champagne. “Here’s a little nosh to make sure you don’t starve before dinner.”
Verena caught it with her teeth and took a bite. “Mmm, delicious. Truly nature’s dessert.”
“You haven’t seen anything yet.” He kissed her and paused by the door, framing the imag
