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She arched a delicately shaped brow.

“I am the woman who has a signed certificate of marriage. I’m also addressed as Mrs. Walker. I am the woman who has shared the loft with you, whose bosom you have slept upon.” She curled up her fists and pressed them against his chest. “That makes you my husband.”

“Not the one you deserve. I’m—”

“Mine.”

“No.”

But he was hers. Whether he ought to be or not didn’t change the reality.

Oh, hell. He cupped her cheeks in his hands then came down upon her lips, kissing them hard.