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Instead, he ht the tips in a parody of courtly manners She could feel the war to stop the involuntary shudder of longing which shivered its way down her spine

‘Goodbye, Cathy’ Their eyesand find the King,’ he said softly

So—but the tears had started spilling down her cheeks and she took a couple of e in one of the out-of-the-way cloakroo’s quarters

A quick glance in the mirror at her deathly pale face and the shadows beneath her eyes bore testi under in the days since Casimiro’s recovery

During Casimiro’s convalescence, her husband had spentclose to hand as the King’s health and strength had rapidly returned He had also been ements to travel to South America—and for a trust to be set up in Cathy’s name, as well as a house in London which was to be hers Her threats to iian property and donate all the

‘I don’t care what you do with it,’ he had drawled

And why should he? Her decision to leave had been made and Xaviero had accepted it In fact, to Cathy’s horror, he seemed to have compartmentalised her—it was as if she were already in his past As if she had ceased to exist

Only in bed at night was there a teether for some pretty explosive sex And, while Cathy had no real experience of other h to realise that they viewed sex in an entirely different way froive her delirious a, not to him Whereas for her…

For her it was sonant and exquisite caress entranced her As she gasped out her orgasm beneath his hard, powerful body she was haunted by the terrible knowledge that she would never know pleasure like this again But she also knew that deep down her reasons for leaving were sound—and that Xaviero had made no attempt to talk her out of them

Brushing the last rogue tear fro, Cathy hurried from the cloakroom to his offices at the far end of the palace, where an aide showed her straight in Casie desk and he looked up as she walked in

‘Catherine,’ he murmured ‘At last’