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I woke up one day when I was twenty and there you were

and I've never been free of you since '

He muttered a driven imprecation, deciding that they were both talking too much, and swept her off her feet.

"The bed's through there,' she murmured helpfully.

His slashing sensual smile plunged her into an ecstasy of anticipation.

'Want me?' he breathed, standing over her, removing his clothes with far more haste than cool.

'Desperately.'

'No divorce.'

'Absolutely not.'

'Children?'

As he came down beside her, she laughed for pure joy. 'What is this?'

'The blueprint for the rest of our lives.' Rolling over, he pinned her beneath him, glittering golden eyes clinging to her delighted face. 'I am crazy about you——'

‘I wish you had told me instead of my father!'

'I wanted you to say it first... how could you think I wanted a woman like Sunny?' he abruptly demanded.

'She kept on telling me you did.'

'And what about what I was telling you on our wedding-night?'

As he ran a possessive hand up to one pouting breast,

she shivered deliciously and straggled to concentrate but

really it was very difficult. 'We didn't get enough time

together...I suppose I'll have to get used to that '

'No. I don't want to live as Lukas did. I'm selling up...consolidating...delegating,' he enumerated raggedly, following every newly discovered curve of female flesh with positively compulsive intensity. 'Anything I can do within reason to avoid working a seven-day week. Unlike my father, I've been fortunate enough to find

happiness with one woman and I don't intend to lose it again.'

'You couldn't lose me,' Jessica sighed ecstatically under the scorching heat of his hungry hands.

'I very nearly did,' Carlo breathed harshly. 'I should have told you I loved you.'

'I love you,' she said soothingly.

'I think we need a long vacation,' Carlo sighed, a very long time later after they had made love.

'No phone,' she said.

'An answering machine?' he bargained.

'And possibly...' Amethyst eyes rested on him hopefully. 'A lift?'

His darkly handsome features slashed with vibrant amusement. 'Definitely... a lift,' he agreed.


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