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  She blushed again and he laughed out loud, pulling her on top of him as he said, ‘Don’t stop doing that, it’s kinda cute.’

  She tried to frown at him but it was difficult when his body was telling her he needed her every bit as much as she needed him.

  They made love again, the sunlight bathing their bodies in a golden glow as they moved together in the sanctuary of their bed. Afterwards he lay stroking her hair and letting his fingers brush her cheeks for a moment or two before he said, ‘What? What is it?’

  ‘Nothing.’ She hadn’t known her thoughts were showing on her face.

  ‘Marianne, we said no secrets.’ He propped himself on his elbow, his blue eyes keen. ‘What is it?’

  ‘Those…those other women. They were experienced. They knew how to please you. I—’

  He stopped her with one finger on her lips. ‘Never, ever think that,’ he murmured softly, his voice deep and more sincere than she had ever heard it. ‘Last night was more beautiful than anything I have experienced before. You are my sun, moon and stars, my everything. Nothing else matters but you. I had never imagined before I met you that making love could be so consuming. I only have to touch you and I’m in heaven. It’s never been like that before. Do you believe me?’

  She stared at him, seeing the love. The last of her doubts fading way, she smiled. ‘Yes,’ she said. ‘Yes, I believe you.’

  ‘For richer, for poorer. In sickness and in health. Till death us do part. We’re one, my love.’

  And so it remained.

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  RUTHLESS TYCOON, INNOCENT WIFE

  First North American Publication 2008.

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