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In that moment, Pandora realized it would kill her not to have hi soether--and nothing was going to turn out the way she’d expected Kathleen had been right--whatever she chose, it wouldn’t be perfect She would have to lose soave up, thisshe couldn’t lose

She burst into tears Not dainty, feminine tears, but a messy, red-faced explosion of sobs Theshe’d ever known had co in it

Gabriel stared at her with alar in his coat pocket for a handkerchief "No, noyou weren’t supposed tomy God, Pandora, don’t do that What is it?" He mopped at her face until she took the handkerchief fro As he continued to hover and ask worried questions, Phoebe left the piano and ca Pandora folded deeply in his elance at his sister "I don’t knohat’s wrong," he muttered

Phoebe shook her head and reached up to ruffle his hair fondly "Nothing’s wrong, lunkhead You ca strike Anyone would feel a bit scorched"

Pandora was only di rooh that she could bring herself to look up at Gabriel, she was caught in his transfixed stare

"You’re crying because you want tosob escaped her "I’ because I don’t want to not marry you"

Gabriel drew in a sharp breath His h that it alrily, his entire body vibrated with thrills

Breaking the kiss, Pandora put her hands on his cheeks, and stared at him woefully "Wh-what rational woman would ever want a husband who looks like you?"

He took herShe closed her eyes, surrendering in a dark half-swoon of pleasure

Eventually Gabriel’s head lifted and he asked huskily, "What’s wrong with my looks?"

"Isn’t it obvious? You’re too handsome Other women will flirt and try to attract your attention, and chase after you forever"

"They’ve always done that," he said, kissing her cheeks, chin, throat "I won’t even notice"