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Ty stared at the flashing gold lance around the rest of the room The line of his ance “Next s, you need to pick out soot rid of all this slick satin and gilded furniture”

“That suits me,” Jessy replied, and wondered if Ty had noticed she had already removed some of the daintier feminine pieces But the rest of the master suite was much the way it had been when he and Tara had shared it

After their separation, he had moved back into his former bedroom and the , it was clear they were going to require larger sleeping quarters, hence the move into the master suite But Tara’s hand was visible everywhere Jessy looked She was never ht

With the satin coverlet stowed safely out of the way, Jessy turned back the top sheet and slipped between the covers Meanwhile Ty turned off the light switch, leaving only the bedside table lamp to illuminate the room

“One of the first things I want you to do,” he said as he crawled into the wide bed, “is to get rid of this king-sizeto search for you when I climb into bed”

“Is that right?” Jessy scooted closer and rolled onto her side to face him, always careful of his shoulder

She reached up to caress a fingertip over the black brush of hisJessy had never been one to avoid issues It was her nature to confront the the master suite was an oblique reference to Tara The woman was on both their minds, and it was time they faced it

“She still wants you, Ty,” Jessyeyes

He caught hold of her caressing fingers and pressed the that’s out of reach, Tara has always regarded as a personal challenge And I’m taken Remember?”

It was never herwith hiets a little faulty at times Maybe you need to refresh it”

“With pleasure” Ty cupped a hand to the back of her head and drew her lips to his mouth

Drawn against his hard- the bareness of her long legs She wound herself closer, responding to the hungry de it Like him, she had a desperate need to blot out the past And this was the way to do it—together, in the darkness

She pulled away long enough to switch off the la T-shirt, then she came back to him, all slim-hipped and naked, her stomach swollen with child as were her once-flat breasts

In the skies far to the south, the corporate jet continued to wing its way into the night, on course for Fort Worth In the lushly appointed cabin, EJ Dyson sat huddled with his chief financial officer, poring over a set of quarterly reports

Free at last fro conversation, Tara slipped off her high heels and settled back in the plushly cushioned seat, delicately curling her legs beneath her Briefly her glance strayed to her father, noting his drawn and haggard look She e him to slon, then turned her face toward the portholeby her seat and gazed into the blackness beyond the panes