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Tyler started to move toward the sleeping baby, when Angelina intercepted him and kissed him.

She instigated it, and controlled it. Taking that simple kiss and turning it into something profound.

There was hunger in her kiss, but there was tenderness, too.

And that tenderness was his undoing.

All Tyler’s fine ideals and plans to walk away faded beneath the weight of that tenderness. There, over the sleeping baby, he kissed Angelina back, trying to say in that one gesture what he would never say in words.