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His biggestall to Katrina, and hadn’t she had her n? He’s not the man you think he is

He would not make the same mistake with Didi

‘Come back to bed, Cameron’

Her arms slid around his back, her hands splayed over his chest—not provocative or teasing—just…easy Soothing He hadn’t heard her approach but she arm and suddenly very welcoainst his skin He knew if he looked into her eyes he’d see understanding She didn’t understand of course, but she cared Perhaps she wouldn’t if she knew, but for noas enough that she was here

Wordlessly he turned into her embrace

Where he kneanted

Where he wanted to be

He showed her how much with nips and open-mouth kisses beneath her ear, down her throat, while he let his hands glide over the dips and curves How good they could be together—were together

She responded with little hs No words As if she understood he didn’t want them She seemed to know just what he needed, yet how could she? She’d known him a matter of days

War hi had it been since any wo compassion? And he’d cut her off

He wanted to hold her again in a fever of passion and have her body once th had drained out of him So he stroked her hair and siet the dark and live in the light

As long as he kept his past private, so long as he didn’t let eet the upper hand, there was no reason they couldn’t continue what they’d started

Didi woke to the pink pearl light of , the conversation they’d had before they’d fallen asleep fresh in her mind She could still feel Cameron’s emotional scars as if they were carved into his flesh, and wanted to weep And comfort

But when she opened her eyes and turned to him she discovered she was alone A note written on the hotel’s stationery lay on the crisp white pillow beside her

Good , Didi,

I’ve gone to the hospital to check on Lizzie before I head in to the office…