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Daisy kne deadly publicity could be, had experienced the painful sting firsthand, watched one sister flee the country and the other hide herself away Had done her best to stay under the parapet for the last eight years But she didn’t have the visceral fear Seb had

He was right, they couldn’t allow their child to grow up under the sareee She had to grow up

‘What are you thinking, Daisy?’ His voice was low and the green eyes so dark they were almost black

‘That you’re right That I can do this’

Hishalf s to be a lot easier than I iht’

Her chin tilted ‘This is a one-off, not carte blanche’

His slow grin was a challenge ‘Just how right am I?’

‘What do you mean?’ But she knew She knew by the way it was suddenly hard to get her breath She knew by the way his voice had thickened She knew by the way his eyes were fixed on hers She knew by the heat swirling in her sto her skin

She knew because they had been here before

The ht was i and they heated up in anticipation, the knowledge of every kiss, every touch i a replay

‘How in are you, Daisy?’ Hiswas unmistakeable

The heat irling round her entire body, a haze of need et ether They had every right to take that final step Every need

So he didn’t love her? That hadn’t mattered before, had it? A ne and the bittersweet coh

And it wasn’t as if she were foolish enough to go falling in love with someone after just one week, so to be a step too far

He didn’t love her But he wanted her The rigidity of his pose, his hands curled into loose fists, the intensity of his gaze told her that Every instinct told her that

And, oh, she wanted hiht it, hide it, but she did The line of his jaw, the way he held his hands, the dark hair brushed carelessly back, the areen eyes and softened the austere features