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Isobel slowly beca around her It see ay If only she couldShe wondered if it was one of ‘those’ dreaain where Do htening band across her chest

Feeling more comfortable and at peace than she had been for some considerable time, she lay there for several moments, and simply enjoyed the luxurious softness of the pillow behind her, and the scent of roses fro her She was lovely and war time

As she lay si in contentment, she slowly be

ca shadows and strange inti her with an increasing discomfort

Where was she? How long had she been there? Had she really been with Dominic?

Quickly, she opened her eyes, wincing at the bright daylight that permeated the room

“Isobel?” Dominic’s wonderfully familiar voice was husky, and so very close

Turning her head sideways, her gaze aze and she smiled softly at him

“Thank God!”

She frowned at his heartfelt sentiment, and watched as he rested his forehead briefly upon the back of her hand as if in silent prayer

“Dominic?” she croaked, aware that her voice was hoarse, and her throat dry

“We nearly lost you,” he whispered, his voice laden with suppressed emotion

“Lost ht here!”

Dominic remained silent

“Where araceful opulence of the room around her