Chapter 22
Amelia cried herself to sleep when Caleb was gone. She wished she’d never gotten on that plane half a year ago. That anyone else had been able to take that trip instead of her, but on second thought no, she didn’t wish that. It had been a miracle she'd survived the crash, let alone the journey down the mountain. She could still smell him on the pillow, still feel his arms around her. What was she going to do? Dale would be here in just a few hours and she had just made love to another man that she wanted more than her own fiance. Unable to sleep, she got out of bed and dressed. Thankfully the hotel had laundered her clothes and provided her with a pile of new ones based on sizes Dale’s secretary had provided. She’d found among these items a sweater with an Inuit design stitched on it, le
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