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She went to him. Stepped close and put her arms around him, her belly—with his brother’s baby—pressing into his.

He held her tightly. She leaned into him and cried.

“I thought I’d be able to hate him for the rest of my life,” he said.

They stood like that for a moment, frozen, and then he kissed her. This kiss was nothing like their kiss nine years earlier. Nothing like the one the other night. No romance, just raw need, and her body responded instantly.

“Jennifer,” he said.

A statement and a question rolled into one, and she knew what he needed. Knew she needed it, too.

Yes, she said, not with her voice but with her hands and lips.

He took her upstairs and undressed her. Made love to her slowly and reverently, worshiping her. And he held her and he wept.

I love him, she thought. I always have….