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Jake turned to look at her. It was a mistake.

Bella’s huge eyes were pleading, begging for his trust, and she was trying to blink back tears, biting down on her lip to still the trembling.

He abandoned his hard-won caution and pulled her into his arms. “Don’t cry. Please don’t cry! What I said was unforgivable,” he declared against her hair, gathering her closer.

Bella lifted her head from his shoulder to search his face, and the anguish in his eyes was unmistakable.

She opened her mouth to accept his apology and heard him groan, his head dipping as his lips stopped the words in her throat.

His kiss was raw passion. Bella returned it—because this was what she’d been born for. To be his love, and only his.