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“Except now I learn that you sawMelinda Cartside and never toldfrom me?”

How ht, but couldn’t quite make herself ask

Yet

And that had brought her back around to the ugly things Fiona had said Monday night Should she go there now, try to get hi who his real father ht be?

Maybe not They’d covered enough dangerous emotional territory for one day

He added, “A wife should tell her husband everything”

“Of course you would say that You’re the husband”

He caught the edge of her towel She tried to hold on, but he wouldn’t stop tugging on it With a low, nervous laugh, she let go He peeled it back Then he took the other side and peeled it back, too When she tried to wrap her arms across her bare breasts, he shook his head “Don’t”

“You’re very bossy” She put her arms down

“I like to look at you It was bad in London”

“Bad? Why?”

“You weren’t there”

Gratifying Definitely “So you missed me?”

He nodded “I find I’ve grown accusto you in my bed I don’t like it when you’re not thereto look at To touch” He put his big hand, fingers spread, on her belly “A little fuller, I think”

She blew out her cheeks with a breath “Yes I’ll be fat as an old cow in now time”

“You’re not the least old”

“Oh, you” Her hand edged between the on his towel It came undone

“Careful” He bent over her and pressed those wonderful lips to her stoht where his hand had been

She sighed It ended on a tiny moan “We never talked”

“About?”

“Being true”

“Do you want us to be true?” He kissed the words onto her skin right over where their baby slept

“Yes I want only the two of us in this e—you and me Nobody on the side”

He opened his ue, nibbled on her belly button Pleasure shih her veins, flashed across her skin

She ”

“There are worse ways to start” He laid a sweet string of nipping kisses up over her ribs to her left breast