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Belle’s heart was beating so fast she wasn’t sure she could speak.

“I tried not to come,” Mitch said. His voice was dull, like a man in a trance.

“Mitch.” She moved in front of him, reached up and touched his cheek. “It’s all right. I wanted you to come.”

“It’s not all right,” he said. He shook his head slowly. His stubble was raspy, yet soft, against her fingertips. “It’s all wrong.”

“Why?”

“Because I’m here for one thing only.” He looked at her with those glimmering eyes. “Do you get that? I’m here because I want to make love to you. I’m dying, Belle. I’m burning up with it.”

Her breath suddenly went shallow, as if her lungs were too small.

“I want that, too.”