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For the first time, as Khalis led her back to the tent and drew her down to the pillows’ opulent softness, she wanted to tell the last of her secrets. She wanted to bare her soul. She wanted, Grace knew, to be understood, accepted. Forgiven.

Yet as Khalis bent to trail kisses from her throat to her tummy, and desire dazed her senses, Grace knew that was impossible. So she would just take this one night, this physical understanding and acceptance and pleasure, and it would have to be enough.

Khalis’s mouth moved lower, his tongue flicking against her skin, and hazily she thought that it could be more than enough. Then she stopped thinking completely.