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Scarlet felt the heat of his palms caress her cheeks and then his mouth was soft on hers and he kissed her. Oh, how their mouths needed each other … It was a soft morning kiss and because of it, Scarlet knew, she would float better through the day.

She kissed him back, feeling again the lips she missed, and so gentle and unexpected was he that Scarlet felt tears sting in her eyes.

But it was just a kiss and neither pushed for more.

‘Look at me,’ Luke said, still holding her face, yet she would not meet his eyes.

‘I can’t.’

‘You can …’

But she couldn’t. Not after what had happened.