‘You bastard!’ Morag sobbed once more, her voice had lost conviction and fire and she just sounded helpless and hopeless. Rob sighed and slid down to his knees in front of her, looking at Rose for some sort of help, but she just stood motionless like a deer in the headlights, unable to offer a single word of support. Wide-eyed and completely out of her depth. All she could muster was a slight shrug and shake of the head. She knew her face was probably blushed and hot and her hair wild, so she concentrated her efforts on trying to smooth away the remnants of their lovemaking from her appearance.
‘Morag...I love her. This isn’t some affair or casual thing.’ He was trying so hard to be gentle, his voice low and calm, his eyes on the woman’s face once more as she silently cried. ‘I never want
