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He was right outside her door. She didn’t want him to hear her crying.

“Jane, please, listen to me.”

Her head flew up at the sound of his voice, no longer muffled by the door.

“Oh, Jane.”

He moved to sit beside her on the bed and wrapped her in his arms. She wanted to resist but found it impossible. His gentle hands cradled her head against his strong shoulder. “All I seem to do is make girls cry,” he murmured.

Jane sniffed, trying to control her tears. She didn’t like her broken heart being compared to a young girl’s tantrum, but she couldn’t think of any scathing retort.

“How can I prove I love you?” he whispered.

She could guess what he considered proof. The last thing she wanted him to know was that she longed for that “proof” every night…!