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He couldn’t help feeling a little wistful “Yeah, it was,” he said with a sigh

“It can be again, you know So six weeks to resume sexual relations, but I’m a little more lenient Whenever you’re up to it…” She realized the double entendre of her words, and a pretty pink blush crept up her throat “I h, sex is okay”

He gave her a direct look, then blasted her with his best bad-boy smile “Is that a proposition?”

He thought he saw her shiver slightly “I believe I’ll let your new cardiologist have this discussion with you” She got to her feet “Now I’ve got to run”

He reached for her hand and held it “Don’t go”

She stared down at hi and hard, then quietly said, “Don’t treat el I’ht in your bed”

He understood that he’d hurt her “I’o of her hand “You’ll have to be patient with h”

Slowly she drew her hand back and sat down

He waited for her to say so, and when she didn’t he kneas up to hi about Franco a lot,” he said, stu over the words like a fool

She squeezed her eyes shut, and he could tell that she was battling for control

“Is that his sweater?” Angel asked quietly

She i the ool Wordlessly she nodded

“When …” His voice fell to a rahisper “When does the healing start, when do we start feeling better?”

She sed thickly and looked up at hi on”

He looked at her, realizing in that instant how much he cared about her, how uess that’s what life is Going on”