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and I lived with my alcoholic father until I was old enough to take care of myself."
Damn, this was even harder than he'd thought.
He cleared his throat. "I decided I'd rather work on the side of the law so I became a cop." He paused
& and took another deep breath.
"Eight years ago I met and married Jillian NoreenSantini . We had a daughter. Three years ago a
slimeball whose accomplice was holding up a convenience store accidentally killed Jill. I was off duty at
the time and we'd happened to be in the store at the time the robbery began. Whether I was off duty or
not, I was a cop. I couldn't walk away from a crime being committed, so I stayed and Jill died."
Greg heard the words the objective explanation regarding Jill's death without feeling the acute pain of
loss. For the first time since that time, he acknowledged to himself that her death was a tragic accident
that he hadn't been able to prevent. He'd responded to the robbery the way he was trained to do. Given
the same set of circumstances he knew that he would make the same choices.
"I left the department after that and opened a private investigation firm."
He realized that he still held Fiona's hand. She hadn't taken her eyes off him since he began speaking.
"I'm sorry I didn't tell you all of this when you first asked me. At the time I was unaware of what was
happening to me."
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Fiona tugged her hand free and raised it to his cheek. "What was that?" she asked softly.
"I left my heart with you the morning I left, even though I wouldn't admit it to either of us at the time." He
turned his head and kissed her palm. "You see, I didn't realize I'd fallen in love with you until you were no
longer a part of my daily life."
He felt certain that his chest was going to burst as he struggled to get air into his lungs while his heart
raced at an alarming rate.
"I know we never talked about what was happening between us, so I have no idea how you feel about
any of this." He held both of her hands and discovered that her pulse was racing almost as fast as his.
He stopped speaking, wondering if anything he'd said had made any sense. None of it had been what
he'd planned to say.
She lifted her hands to his shoulders and smiled. "The first night you were in my home, while your fever
was raging, you thought I was Jill. You pulled me onto the bed and held me while you slipped your hand
beneath my robe and gown. Until that night I'd never felt desire, never understood how powerful passion
could be & even though I knew your words and actions were never meant for me."
Greg stared at her in dismay. He vaguely recalled his fevered imaginings but nothing so "I'm sorry,
Fiona. I didn't know."
She tightened her grip on his shoulders. "Of course you didn't know and I would never have mentioned it
if you hadn't returned. You see, you made me aware of you on a level I'd never known existed, much
less experienced. I couldn't get you out of my mind after that.
"The last night you were here, I knew that I wanted all that passion to be directed at me, if only for that
one night. I needed to experience love-making with you." She paused and with a shy smile, she added, "I
wasn't disappointed."
Greg could no longer sit still. Without another word he scooped Fiona into his arms and strode to the
hallway. After taking the stairs two at a time he paused in the upper hallway and said, "Your room,
Fiona," he said with impatience. "Which one is it?"
She pointed to one of the doors that stood ajar. He continued down the hallway and pushed the slightly
open door wider. Without a word he walked to the large bed. With frustrated eagerness, he quickly
undressed them both before pulling back the covers and placing her under them.
As soon as he crawled in beside her she reached for him. Greg wrapped his arms around her and kissed
her with all the pent-up love and passion that he had restrained downstairs. Without breaking the kiss, he
rolled so that she was above him, her legs on either side of his hips. He touched her and knew she was
ready for him. Without further hesitation he surged inside of her, taking her with a sense of possession
that almost overwhelmed him.
He'd had some idea of taking her slowly, with gentleness, to express his love for her, but neither of them
had the patience to prolong the moment. She rode him without pause until they both exploded into a
mind-blowing climax.
Before they could slow their breathing, he was kissing her again this time along her neck, creating a
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