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"Shh, lass" He wrapped those big arainst the warmth of his chest "I will no', I proainst him, he nuzzled her ear She could feel his lips curl just before he said, "And doona hang my clothes in tall trees"

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Bowen's olive branch for her was a private island just off the coast of Belize, replete with a boat and a mansion in the middle of a breezy palm forest

And the teeks she'd stayed there with hiht they sat on a blanket on the beach, lazily regarding a driftwood fire The breeze soughed through the palainst his chest, she ht he'd merely spent a fortune to rent this property, but then he'd said, "If you want it, it's yours" Apparently, he wasn't just wealthy but obscenely rich So she answered as any self-respecting witch would: "Giht here of nonstop sex, she'd woken in bliss, unable to stop grinning stupidly Had she actually believed that sexual relationships couldn't be perfect? He'd appeared surprised by her reaction, then had done that jutting-chin show of pride "The aging olf's still got it, eh, lass?" He'd tickled her till she'd screahter

Then later, once they'd decided to stay for a feeeks, they'd set some parameters for their cohabitation

She wasn't to do the "" while they were here, because, as he'd said, "Every ti My Instinct tells eneral: "If it slips because you're startled by so, but to willfully chant to your reflection disturbs e her kind - or to sound like he was planning to take her away from witchery and the House

Oh, and she needed clothes

During the day, they swaht lobsters that they cooked at night over their beach fires They explored colorful towns on thein back alleys

Just today he'd pressed her behind a row of fruit stands With the sultry air redolent with sugar cane, and his hot, possessive hands fondling her brsts, he'd taken her, stifling her cries with his kiss -

"Lass, what are you thinking about that's affecting you like this?"

"H"

"You always say that I canna help but feel that you're holding so back, likely afraid that yet another person she cared for would leave her And in the back of her mind, she feared he would always doubt that she was his until she conceived Still, she asked, "How?"

"I doona like that you have your secrets"

"Secrets?" Her tone was innocent, but she did keep secrets froive up going to the mirror, no matter that he'd told her how ured out that if the reflection answered only so many questions in a session, then she needed to have as many sessions as possible