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“Don’t cry, sweetheart,” he said gruffly “Please There’s nothing to cry about” He moved over her, looked down into her sweet, sweet face “We’re going to do this together Understand? There’s no more you, no more me There’s only us Okay?”

“Okay,” she whispered, and he bent his head, kissed away her tears, kissed her lips …

“Sage,” he said thickly, and she opened her arms to him …

More than that

She opened her heart

She awoke alone in the bed

Her heartbeat stuttered Was he gone? She reached for her robe …

And smiled, as Caleb entered the room Oh, her lover was beautiful His hair was rumpled; he was shirtless and barefoot; his trousers, the top button undone, hung low on his hips

“Morning, sleepyhead,” he said

She blinked “Is it really ?”

He caed her within his arave her a coffee-laced kiss

“Morning, evening, I’ve no idea” He kissed her again, slowly, tenderly “I made coffee And herbal tea”

She smiled “Perfect”

“Of course, we could skip the coffee and tea and get right to dessert …”

Sage’s belly rurinned, dropped a quick kiss on her forehead and rose to his full height