40. The final tryst

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I braced my shaking hands on his broad shoulders as my throat closed over. "Grant," I said thickly, "I love you too." He stared down at me fixedly. I swallowed convulsively. "I never stopped loving you but I thought you only wanted June and I was so scared of getting hurt again." With a stifled groan, Grant crushed me to his body, snatching me up off my feet only to plunder my readily parted lips with an aching, desperate hunger every bit as strong as mine as he brought me down to the bed. Intense happiness and excitement washed me to a breathless height of emotion that drove every other thought from my mind. Leaning over her, Grant curved a possessive palm round one delicate cheekbone, his fingers lacing gently into my hair as he studied her with wondering, mesmeric intensity. Then, d

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