CHAPTER 46: NICK
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Nick couldn’t say how long he lay there listening to Sarah pretending to sleep. He had no idea how to prove to her that he was serious about this, about them.
Right now, he hated his past and yet, if he hadn’t been a member of La Petite Mort Club he never would’ve met her. He rolled onto his back. She was on her side, facing him. She had her eyes closed.
“I know you’re not sleeping.”
It took a moment but she opened her eyes.
“I swear to you, that as long as we’re together there won’t be any other women.” He shifted onto his side and scooted down so he was looking into her eyes. “I don’t want anyone else.”
“Why do you have all this stuff if you never bring anyone here?”
“For you.” He grinned. He’d enjoyed every minute researching and shopping for all these
