Chapter Forty-Seven

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It was a stormy night, Derek Donovan's favorite kind of night. Sadly there was no woman lying by his side, to make the night even more perfect. Lisa has stood her ground on not moving in with him till she and Rose reconcile. Derek sighs as he pulls the duvet over his head. He couldn't find sleep, despite the cool weather. He missed Lisa so badly and wished she was right here with him. What could he do to reconcile both of them? He doubted he could bear being away from Lisa for too long. He shuts his eye, trying to conjure sleep, but his thoughts were like the storm outside, unrelenting and turbulent. The warm, inviting aroma of Lisa's scent on his sheets were not helping matters. He missed the sound of her laughter that always seemed to light up the room. The silence of the night was de

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