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But she ht with all the weapons she could

There was only one proble hollow of horror opening up inside her She stared at him, wordless, defenceless

His eyes wereover her face The nerve at his cheek had stopped His voice, when he spoke, had changed

‘Tell ry?’

His hand reached to her Thu across her lips

‘Does that ry?’

The backs of his fingers drifted over her cheek, then turned to stroke with soft, searching ently, so gently, into her hair

‘What about this, then? Do you feel angry when I do this to you?’

His fingers closed around her nape Dreith ineluctable pressure, her face towards hi descent his mouth moved down to hers

His kiss was velvet, his lips as soft as silk, his touch as smooth as satin

He lifted his head away from her

‘Angry, Vicky?’ he asked softly, so very, very softly

Her body was boneless Her palainst the cool surface of the tiles She looked into his eyes Deep, fathomless Eyes to drown in

His face swale tear splashed like a diamond

‘Theo, please—don’t do this to me Please’ Her voice was a whisper ‘Please’